"Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, there is the advent of swinging and illicit sex. All in the spirit of good clean fun ... but where does the fun stop and degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and-another to what? When the children set as a pattern for their own lifestyle what already is the norm at home?
This is the story of one family in one neighborhood in one city, Anywhere, U.S.A. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, for these people, it is the norm. And for how many other families like them?
His Wife's Hot Mom--a novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"For Christ's sake, Dave! Mom will hear us!"
"It's okay," Dave whispered, his hands kneading the full soft globes of Cathy's tits. "We're married. We're allowed to fuck."
Cathy squirmed uncomfortably. "It makes me feel weird, though. You know how I get when we fuck. I moan and scream a lot. What if she hears me? What if she knows what we're doing?"
"Jesus, Cathy! You're twenty-two years old!
We've been married almost a year. I think your mom may have guessed by now that you and I fuck sometimes. After all, she was married, too."
"It's riot the same thing," Cathy protested. But Dave was already laying her back on the bed, sliding the sheet down and letting his hands slip up and down the warm, sweet-scented con-tours of her body. As his fingers grasped her waist, his mouth came down upon her stiff red nipples. He slid against her and she could feel the big hard-on in his shorts. She loved that big cock of his. It was half the reason she'd married him.
He rimmed her belly button with his tongue and she squirmed in delight, using her hands to guide his head. Slowly, his tongue began to creep down her tummy, into the dark vee of fur that masked but didn't hide her moist cuntal gash. His tongue slipped onto her puffy cunt mound, tracing the outline of her pink, pouting pussy lips, opening them gently and licking the sensitive cunt flesh inside.
"Oh, God, yes!" Cathy sighed. "Eat my cunt!"
And then she had to clap her hand over her mouth. What if her mom could hear?
She hadn't really given much thought to this aspect of Mom's visit. Not until this very moment. But Mom was in the guest room, and it chilled Cathy to the bone to think that her mother could perhaps hear what was going on. Cathy had always been shy. Married life had opened her up a great deal, but her old inhibitions were coming back quickly.
Dave had her pussy open now, and he was working his tongue in and out of her hot little fuck-hole. Ooohhh, shit, was it ever hot! She really craved a sweet hard fucking from her man. Her pussy dripped with arousal, and the frisky licking of his tongue made her clit tingle.
This is silly, she thought. I am twenty-two, and I'm married, and it should be okay if my husband fucks me tonight. But what if Mom looked at her across the breakfast table in the morning and gave her that "naughty girl" expression? She'd just fucking die from embarrassment!
"Oh, God," she moaned, Dave's tongue probing deep inside her wet cunt.
She pushed her pussy toward his mouth, bumping his face with her wet, sticky flanges of pussy flesh, and he slurped into her steamy cunt hole. Her cunt lips ached from being spread, but she didn't mind. It felt so good!
She lifted her knees, and his face slid deeper into the saddle of her crotch. He stroked her thighs from the outside with his hands, from the insides with the edges of his face as he ate into her pussy again and again. Now his tongue was ranging up to meet her erected clit, and she moaned again, an aroused cry of joy that seemed as loud as a coyote's howl.
Her blood froze in her veins as she realized how much noise she was making.
"I'm sorry, hon," she apologized as he raised his face from her pussy. "But this is silly. Your mom won't mind if we fuck, I'm sure."
"Easy for you to say," Cathy sighed. "She's not your mom."
"I've got an idea," Dave volunteered, rising to his knees and pulling down his blue shorts. His cock sprang out, already stiff as a board. He took his prick in hand and stroked it, the tip pointing insinuatingly at Cathy's face. "You can't scream with your mouth full, can you, baby?" He leered at her. "Why don't we suck each other off,. if fucking inhibits you so much?"
"Why didn't I think of that?" Cathy giggled.
"Oh, Dave, every woman has to be nervous, having her mother as a guest for the first time in her own house! And I think some sucking is a great idea. Let's do it!"
As they settled into the 69 position, Cathy was beaming with delight. She took Dave's big hard cock in her hands, rubbing it between her palms, breathing softly onto the exposed, swollen knob at the tip. Her tongue crept out and she began to polish his prick knob gently, wetting his cock all over. He loved the way she sucked him, and she did love to suck his fat sweet prick. She could hardly believe that there was a time she had believed cock-sucking was perverse and nasty, but she chalked that up to too naive a mind, listening to the gossip of the older girls in the locker room, back in high school. She'd actually believed that jism tasted horrible, and she'd been terrified a guy would someday try to stick his cock in her mouth and squirt out that nasty, foul stuff.
Cathy Andrews knew better now-a lot better-and she licked lovingly at her husband's cock, relishing the masculine taste. Pre-cum dribbled from his piss slit. She used her tongue to massage it onto the spongy flesh of his cock knob, making his prick shine. It was a plum-purple color, engorged and bloated, and only the urge to tease her man kept Cathy from immediately stuffing his fucker into her mouth and sucking the cum right out of his balls. She hungered for the taste, but he had only just started again to lick her pussy lips, and she wanted to make the pleasure last as long as possible for both of them.
She squirmed as his tongue wormed into her hot cunt again. He was pawing her ass as he ate her, and she liked that. She hoped he would find time to lick her ass-hole, too, because she really dug that! His finger played with her pink shit hole, and she shivered delightedly, wishing it was his cock trying to gain entrance. Something else she had never imagined she would enjoy, but she did. No chance of his ass-fucking her tonight, though. She always screamed like a banshee as the fat cock fucked up her ass, and the noise would probably bring Mom running to investigate.
"Love the way you love my pussy,' she whispered. "Ooohhh, stick your tongue inside me! And don't stop playing with my ass! I love it so much!"
"Like this?" Dave teased, spreading her ass cheeks and licking the spot his fingers had aroused.
She made a squealing cry of glee, stifling the noise by clamping her lips to the flesh of Dave's hard prick. She sucked the cock shaft, her tongue fluttering against his hard prick meat, until the moaning urge abated. And then she returned to licking his prick.
Her mouth slid down his cock, and she captured his balls. He dug having them sucked, and she could open her mouth wide enough to take both balls in at once, though she had to be careful. His balls were very tender, and the slightest roughness could turn pleasure into pain. They weren't into pain at all, but they loved pleasure. She nuzzled his hard balls, rocking them in the wet clutch of her wide-open mouth, and then she released them, licking her way around the ball sac and into the crack of his ass. She wasn't the only one who enjoyed a tongue titillating her shitter. She spread his ass cheeks and stabbed her hot wet tongue again and again at the tight pucker of his ass-hole. A hair or two stuck to her tongue. but she paid no attention. She kept on tongue-fucking his ass hole until his prick, gripped in her hand, throbbed mightily and she felt a sticky. oozy drop of pre-cum slide down the cock shaft onto her fingers.
"In a hurry. are we?" she asked. looking up at him.
He grinned. and so did she. God did she feel hot for her man tonight! The knowledge that Mom was just down the hall, in the guest room, thrilled Cathy now, and she realized she wasn't quite as inhibited as she'd believed.
"Oh," she said, "I wanna suck your cock now!" And she knew she was saying it in a louder voice than was necessary. "I wanna feel you in my throat!"
"Then suck it in, Cathy," he suggested, moving his hips so that his cock jiggled and thrust in the grip of her fist.
She touched her lips to the tip of his prick, and he slid his cock across her tongue into the welcoming dampness of her mouth. She closed her lips, not too tightly, just enough to pressure his prick, and she began to suck as he fucked in and out of her mouth.
At the same time, Dave applied his lips to Cathy's hot pussy. He stroked the blonde hairs that surrounded her cunt gash, and he spread the labia back, baring her pink pussy gash, and he began to kiss his way up and down the pussy slit. The cunt lips wiggled and jiggled as his mouth worshiped at them, and he pushed into the damp heat of her inner cunt. She sucked hungrily, thrilled by his oral caresses, eager to give him as good as she got.
She let his cock slide out of her mouth, and once more she worked her lips up and down the swollen cock shaft. He had a big prick, she supposed-she hadn't seen all that many pricks in her twenty-two years. She'd never been promiscuous, and she'd only fucked a few guys before meeting Dave and falling in love. His prick was certainly big enough to satisfy Cathy Andrews, and she sucked it in search of satisfaction.
He was still licking her pussy, prying it open with his tongue, brushing the stiff button of her clit. She gasped at the touch of his tongue, whip-ping her clit friskily, and she squirmed in his grasp, washing his face with her wet pussy.
"Yes," she murmured as she nibbled his prick. "Yes, darling, eat my cunt! Eat it all!"
He didn't have to be asked. He had her cunt lips pulled wide now, and he was licking into the funky trench of her pussy, feasting on the hot goodies that leaked from her churning fuck-hole. She always got juicy when she was excited.
If Mom could see me now, she thought lewdly, once more stuffing Dave's prick into her mouth.
She'd always had a good relationship with her mother, though it wasn't an overly warm one. Mom still blamed Cathy for the break-up of her second marriage, though it was silly. She hadn't tried to tum on her stepfather. She didn't even know what a turn-on was. He was the one with ideas, and Mom threw him out the second or third time she caught him stealing peeks at Cathy in the bathroom or in her bedroom. But Mom had kept a tight rein on Cathy after that, and she hadn't really blossomed till she left home to attend college.
Still sucking her husband's cock, she stole a peek at herself in the vanity mirror. Her long body glowed with a bright tan and the gleam of sexual arousal. Her blonde hair was tossed and tousled, but it framed her face nicely, gave her a look of provocative abandon. She winked one blue-gray eye at the mirror and let her head begin to work up and down, faster, more excitedly, on Dave's hard cock.
She was sucking his prick into her throat now, taking him deeply. He'd taught her the ropes, with the help of some porno movies, and she was getting better every time. She could suck almost all the way down to his balls. And considering that his cock was a good eight or nine inches long, the achievement was something to be proud of. She lowered her head, feeling his cock head slide into her gulping throat, and she sucked at the whole length of her man's prick, wolfing greedily on the hot meaty prick shaft.
He kept licking her pussy, driving her wild with the frantic prodding of his tongue on her most sensitive parts. Her clit felt raw, more raw each time he licked across its stubby tip, and she squirmed and moaned and gasped around the cock that filled her mouth. She wanted to feel his cum spray into her mouth at the same instant her pussy exploded onto his face.
She gobbled his cock more hungrily now, sucking harder. She let most of his cock exit her mouth and she concentrated on the cock head, which was still leaking the occasional dribble of pre-cum. The stuff was warm and tangy on her tongue, made her crave the passionate explosion of his hot cum load all the more. She worked her mouth up and down, lapping frantically over the end of Dave's cock, her tongue busy all around the pulsating prick shaft.
Her fist was tight around the part of his prick she wasn't directly sucking, and her hot hand jerked up and down more heatedly as his tongue drove her closer and closer to climax. She was writhing like a snake on the bed, rocking to the rhythm of his tongue, feeling the dig of his fingers into the puffy flesh of her cunt, her ass cheeks. He had his mouth fastened to her clit and, even as she throbbed on the verge of explosion, he slipped two fingers up Cathy's pussy, started to fuck them in and out of her twitching cunt hole while he sucked at her.
"Yes," she moaned. "Oh, yes, let's do it together!"
Orgasm slammed her in the guts and she tightened her legs around Dave's face and mashed her pussy against his mouth. He sucked the taste treat she offered him, and he sucked it voraciously, eating the sticky rush of pussy cream that came oozing out of Cathy's churning cunt.
She wanted to scream, as she always wanted to scream when orgasm came, because it felt so fucking good. But she forced herself to suck instead of shriek, and her lips became bitchily effective on Dave's cock. If he wanted to hold back his climax, he had not a snowball's chance in hell of doing it. She tightened her mouth on his prick and she sucked up and down over the swollen, pulsating prick knob while her fist shucked rapidly. on the cock shaft, and she gurgled her own come-joy while her tongue fluttered around and around and around the end of his prick. Come in my mouth, she told him silently, fill my mouth with your hot cum!
She felt his cock swell, expanding to monstrous size inside her tight-sucking lips, and then the rush of his hot sticky cock milk, flooding across her tongue, pouring down her throat. She gasped, let a dribble slide from her lips. But she tightened her mouth once more and she sucked like hell, jerked his cock like hell, her body reaching a second orgasm just from the sweetness of his prick cream gushing into her hot hungry mouth.
"That was fantastic," she told him as they smuggled together, trading kisses and the taste of each other's cum back and forth.
He didn't mind licking her lips and tongue when they were sticky with his jism, and she had no objection to tasting her cunt's honeyed juices on his lips. He held her tit in a firm, loving hand, and she had one leg thrown across his body, her thigh resting on the soft, cum-coated lump of Dave's cock.
"It's always fantastic with you," he assured her, leaning down to suck the nipples of her full, firm tits.
She leaned back, feeding her tit into his mouth. The nipple ached, and her pussy itched so deliciously. Was Mom asleep? Could they maybe risk a fuck before they turned out the lights and went to sleep for the night? Would it really be all that bad, even if Mom did hear them going at it like warthogs in heat?
On the other hand, Mom had been a widow for almost two years-she had the most hellish luck with men! Cathy's dad had died. She'd divorced number two, and number three had also passed away. At forty-three, Mom was alone again.
Maybe, Cathy thought, I should be more considerate. If she's not getting any fucking, she might not appreciate listening to us go at it. Still, it was Cathy's house, and if she felt like getting fucked, she should have the privilege, shouldn't she? Guests or no guests?
She put her arms around Dave's head and fed him her tits, while her thighs slid back and forth over the softness of his cock.
"If you can get it hard again," she whispered, "I might stuff a pillow in my mouth and let you fuck me anyway."
Rachel Parker always had trouble sleeping in a strange bed. At the other end of the hall, in Dave and Cathy's guest room, she lay sleepless under her sheet, eyes open in the darkness. She could hear them, fucking again. The bed was rocking audibly, and soft sounds, distinctly Cathy's voice, could be heard, too. Rhythmic sounds, as rhythmic as the inout thrust of a hard cock that had found its natural speed into a willing pussy.
Obviously that suck-off hadn't been quite enough for her daughter and son-in-law. Listening, Rachel had no doubt that this time Dave's cock was plunging hotly, wetly, into Cathy's dripping cunt. She'd heard the way Cathy moaned and gasped as Dave ate her out. The amazing thing was that he could get his cock hard enough to fuck, so soon after dumping that cum load into Cathy's mouth. Rachel shook her head, wondering what her daughter looked like with a cock in her mouth. She even wondered what Dave's cock looked like. Was it fat? Was it thick? Long?
Under the sheet, her hands began to stray up and down the front of her body. She was just wearing a thin gown, and she was tempted to strip to the skin. She'd always preferred sleeping naked, anyway. Her hands touched .the swell of her tits, rubbing them through the wispy nylon, and she felt her nipples hardening, thrusting out against the fabric that separated them from her bare palms. Her hands squeezed down, and Rachel sighed in the darkness.
At home, she'd almost gotten used to sleeping alone. But here, in a strange town, a strange bed, her consciousness was sharper, more acute. She shifted about, feeling no one, nothing, next to her. Nothing but her hands, clutching harder now at her tits, digging into the soft plush tit mounds. Oh, Jesus, that felt good!
In away, she was glad to know that Cathy had come into married life so well adjusted, She'd always been strict with her daughter, stricter than she should have been, probably. She knew now that it wasn't Cathy's fault her stepfather had gotten the hots for her . . Jake was simply a pervert. But Rachel had blamed Cathy for a long time, and she'd kept a tight rein on the girl. No dates, no boyfriends. It was a wonder Cathy had blossomed into a normal young wife.
But to listen now, there was no question she was responding quite normally to Dave's fucking. Her sighing moans were like music to her mother's ears. Rachel could close her eyes and almost see Cathy, naked on the bed with Dave, twitching and writhing as he fucked his big cock into her. Mmmmmm, he had to have a big one! Small pricks didn't make women moan and groan the way Cathy was doing right now! A big, long, fat cock, it had to be fucking into Cathy's wet pussy, spreading the tender, hair-fluffed cunt lips, diving into the wetness at the base of her cuntal tube, each stroke hitting her hard, jarring her whole body with excitement Rachel had already pulled up the tail of her gown and was putting her hands on the insides of her thighs, before she even knew consciously what she was doing. This is silly, she told herself, but she let her fingers walk up the insides of her legs, onto the plump, hair-covered mound of her cunt, anyway, and she pressed hard with her fingers at the moist, itchy slice of her pussy.
She'd been married three times, and it was definitely time for her to be looking for another man, she decided as she stroked her cunt lips, feeling them dampen perceptibly as her finger traced up and down the pussy gash. Two years was too fucking long to be without a man!
The bed creaked under her, but it was a soft sound, and she was sure Dave and Cathy would never notice, not the way they were going at it down the hall. She would bet Dave was behind Cathy, dog-fucking her, his hands tight on her ass, swaying her from side to side as he rammed his prick up her cunt from behind. Cathy's moans definitely brought rear-entry fucking to mind. Rachel sighed. She used to moan just that way herself, taking a cock up her pussy from the rear. like mother, like daughter.
Rachel's finger slipped into her pussy, almost without her noticing it, but she certainly noticed when it went inside and started to wiggle around.
It saddened her to think that Cathy had been so inhibited about fucking with her mother around. She'd heard most of the whispered conversation between Cathy and Dave. The walls in this house weren't exactly made of steel and concrete. Rachel attributed the embarrassment up to the way she had raised her daughter. She'd even toyed with the idea of going to the kids' bedroom and telling them that she didn't mind if they fucked. Wouldn't that have blown their minds? Bet they were lying on their bed stark naked, Dave with his 'cock sticking up in the air, that big hard prick just aching to bury itself in Cathy's hot cunt. She licked her lips, fucking her finger deeper into her pussy.
The bed rocked a little more beneath Rachel.
She didn't care if they heard her, not now, not at all. But they were making enough noise on their own. The sounds thrilled Cathy's mom, made her think of a thousand hot fucks she had enjoyed, of a thousand more she could willingly enjoy if she lived long enough. Her fingers reamed the interior of her juicy cunt, and she was humping her pussy up to meet the deep, passionate thrusts. Ever since Len, her third husband, had died suddenly, she'd spent a lot of time fucking her fingers. They were like old friends invading her pussy. She knew every trick they were capable of. Where the fuck was the spontaneity? Where was the adventure?
Her clit throbbed, and she pressed the heel of her hand down against it hard, rubbing the sensitive area until she had to gasp aloud. Oh, Jesus, that felt good! So fucking good! Her clit responded hotly to the pressure of her hand, and she could feel even more juice leaking down the tube of her cunt. Her fingers, lubed greasily by the flow, fucked deeper, faster, frictioning the interior lining of her cunt. She began to twitch and jiggle on the bed, her big tits flopping heavily under her thin nightie. She squeezed with her arms at the sides of her tits, shivering deliciously, moaning in a low tone.
She had both hands on her hot cunt now, spreading the pussy lips with one hand, using the other to finger-fuck herself and rub the swollen nub of her clit. She wondered when her sexual urges would die down and go away. At forty-three, she felt as fucking hot as she had at eighteen, and she had been a terror at that age, ready to fuck anything that walked! It was a constant amazement that she'd not gotten knocked up till she was twenty. The amount of jism that had poured up her sucking cunt should have impregnated her half a dozen times over well before Cathy's conception! Well, she didn't have to worry about getting pregnant now, but except for her fingers, she wasn't getting anything.
So she decided to fuck the shit out of her cunt with her fingers, if that was all the action she could summon up. Jesus, life was a. bitch!
She had four fingers in her pussy. She wasn't as tight as she'd been at eighteen. Back then, all cocks seemed enormous. Now she knew the difference. Four fingers bunched together only fucked like a moderate-sized cock, but they had to do the job. What kind of cock did Dave have? She kept wondering about that.
Slam! Into her pussy those fingers thrust, fucking with a vengeance.
Her cunt twitched and spread with the hot, hard penetration. It wasn't a cock, but it was so fucking good, especially right now, and right now was when she needed it! Her hand ground down hard on the button of her clit. She almost bit her tongue in two, it felt so great! She pushed harder at her clit, fucking her fingers in and out, and she couldn't lie still. She kicked the sheet off her, not missing a stroke in her pussy, and she had the gown pulled up past her waist, giving her plenty of access to her pussy. She rolled onto her side, tits flopping under her gown, and she fucked herself sideways, too.
It felt great, especially with her thighs squeezing tightly on the hands that were busy in her coot. She flexed her thighs, noting with pride that the muscles were as trim and tight as ever. She could give a man the fuck of his life, if she got those thighs folded around his hard-cocked body! So where was the man she could fuck? All the men her age wanted young pussy. They didn't seem to know a hot piece of mature ass if it dribbled pussy juice on their faces. Fuck them! Oh, would she! Could she!
She could hear Cathy and Dave, still going at it, but the part of her mind that was paying attention to them couldn't miss the fact that Cathy sounded as if she were ready to climax any second. It thrilled Rachel tremendously to hear her daughter hovering on the brink of orgasm, to hear her cries, soft and surrendering, to know that at this very moment Cathy's young pussy was being fucked to a frazzle and that she was loving every inch of the cock that rammed in and out of her wet fuck-hole.
She heard Cathy wail, a sudden cry of ecstasy that was suddenly muffled. as if Cathy had just stuffed her head into a barrel of water. Rachel couldn't know what Cathy was even then chewing on her bed pillow, gurgling her delight into its muffling bulk instead of screaming it to the world.
But the sound set Rachel's orgasm off, and she gasped, more in surprise than in delight, and then her eyes rolled and she was fucking savagely at her bunched fingers. The juice oozed from her hot, hand-fucked cunt, and she shivered and sighed and jabbed her fingers up into herself again and again, until she could not find the strength to do it one more time.
The creaking of Dave and Cathy's bed had slowed to a crawl now, and she knew that her son-in-law's sticky cum was even now leaking from her daughter's well-fucked pussy.
That makes two of us, Rachel thought, rolling over onto her back and pulling her sheet up to her heaving tits.
Maybe now she could get some sleep, too.
CHAPTER TWO
Dave Andrews finished pissing, shook his cock dry, and slipped it back into his shorts. He went to the bathroom mirror and studied his face. School was officially out for the summer, starting today, and he had two weeks free before start of the summer term. He was teaching English literature again in summer school; most of his class members would be kids who had failed during the regular term. It promised to be a lot of fun. He'd counted on assigning The Catcher in the Rye as a reading assignment, but the Moral Majority ass-holes who controlled the school board had decided it was an obscene book. Back to William Cullen Bryant, then. Fuck it. He wouldn't worry until it was time to worry. He was twenty-five, and he had a whole lifetime in which he could fret and stew. Right now, he would take it easy.
The only thing he missed was the fact that he and Cathy hadn't had time to knock off a wake-up fuck before she had to leave for work. Normally, he buried the bone in her sweet tight pussy first thing in the morning, just to remind her what was waiting at home when she'd done her eight hours at the store. But it had been tough getting a piece from her last night, with her mother asleep down the hall, and this morning it had been impossible.
The more he thought about fucking, the harder his cock began to get. He touched the swelling in his pants, squeezed down on it, sighed. Jesus, he hated the idea of jacking off, at his age-and a married man, too! But what else was he to do?
He left the bathroom, started down the hall toward his and Cathy's bedroom. He had a small study adjoining it. He'd just vanish into it and lock his door. Cathy's mom had been up since the crack of dawn, cooked breakfast, the whole number, and now she was straightening up the living room. Maybe that would keep her busy for a while and give him time to jerk some of the stiffness out of his prick.
Dave was sitting on the edge of his desk, his pants unzipped, his ass braced hard against the desk top. He had his cock in his fist and he was stroking it, sighing as the feeling got better and better. Not as good as the feeling inside Cathy's hot wet cunt, and not as good as the sensation of fucking his sweet horny wife in the mouth, but it felt pretty damned good anyway. And he could feel the cum starting to rise from his balls, up the long shaft of his cock. He knew that when he came, it would splatter across the god-damn room!
Cathy had been so uncool last night about having her mom in the house. She acted like a little kid, afraid of being caught at something naughty. He'd thought she was never going to let him stick his prick in her pussy. But when he'd warmed her up, eating her pussy and squirting some of the good stuff into her mouth, she was hot and ready. He could still feel that tight wet cunt squeezing his cock while he fucked her deep and hard, fucking his cock into her pussy from the rear, just the way she loved it. His fist began to feel more and more like Cathy's snug cunt, and he closed his eyes, reliving it.
He didn't even heard the doorknob turn, until the latch had already undone and the hinges creaked. Jesus! Hadn't he locked the fucker after all? Rachel, his mother-in-law, was standing in the goddamn doorway, staring at him and his fist and his swollen hard cock.
"Holy shit!" he gasped, trying to cover his cock. But she'd already seen it. What was the fucking use? He laid his hand loosely atop his hard-on, and he looked at her, his face getting red with embarrassment.
"Sorry," Rachel said. "I didn't mean to intrude on you. I just wondered if you were ready for some more coffee. Obviously, you had other things on the agenda first, though."
She knew she should get the hell out, but wasn't it a little late to be thinking about that? God, he had a big cock! She'd tried to imagine it last night, while she was listening to him and Cathy fucking, while she was finger-fucking her own hot pussy, but she hadn't come close in her imagination. His cock was easily eight inches long, maybe longer, and hugely swollen.
Rachel smiled. "I wouldn't think you'd have to do that," she said. "From what I heard last night, it sounds as if you and Cathy have a pretty good relationship."
Dave cleared his throat. "Uh, well," he said, "we usually do it in the mornings, and Cathy was a little shy about that today. Old habits, you know?"
He was looking at his mother-in-law in a curious way, as if he were seeing her for the first time. This, he thought, is what Cathy will probably look like in twenty more years. And it isn't half bad at all.
Rachel stood up a little straighter. She was an inch or two shorter than her daughter, and her tits were bigger-shown off by the snug top she was wearing. But she was trim in the waist and properly full at the hips-shown off by her fashionably tight jeans. Her blonde hair, a bit darker than Cathy's and not as sun-goldened, was cut short, with just a hint of curl. Her eyes were more blue than blue-gray.
The laugh lines around her eyes suddenly fascinated the shit out of Dave Andrews. He laughed, a trifle nervously.
Rachel liked what she saw, too. She'd always thought Dave a good-looking man, tall, heavy-shouldered, small-waisted, obviously in great physical condition. Cathy had married him, and she had excellent taste. Rachel's gaze dropped to her son-in-law's cock. Jesus, was that thing getting stiffer! She took a deep breath and a big step, toward Dave, at almost the same moment. He slid off the edge of his desk and stood up straight, his prick sticking straight out, wobbling as if it were trying to draw a bead on his mother-in-law's pussy.
"This is crazy," Rachel said, "but-"
"Don't say it," Dave replied, coming toward her.
His hands enfolded hers and he pulled her to him. Her big tits touched his chest, just below the rib cage, and she leaned back her head, knowing that he was about to kiss her. The idea of kissing her daughter's husband was the hardest part. As soon as his lips touched hers, and her own resisted, then opened, she knew exactly what was going to happen next. And it was easier to accept, with their tongues already in action, with his hands clutching the cheeks of her ass inside the tight jeans, with the big un-mistakable lump of his hard cock a stiff reminder wedged between their bodies.
"I think I need this," Rachel whispered. "I haven't had a man since Len died, almost two years ago. Oh, God, let me hold this cock of yours! All last night, while I was listening to you fuck Cathy, I tried to fantasize what your prick looked like, but I didn't do this sweet fucker justice, baby! Oh, fuck, I wanna kiss it!"
And she dropped to her knees before him, totally abject, totally at the command of her instincts, her needs. He gasped as she bent his cock down, toward her mouth, and he moaned as her lips pressed against the swollen knob of his prick. She felt his warmth, his arousal, pulsating against her lips, but it wasn't enough. She needed more. Her tongue shot out, started to lick the pre-cum off his cock head. He had plenty of it. He'd been jacking off for at least a few minutes, and his prick knob was glossy with pre-cum. She added her frothy saliva to the mixture, then smoothed it with the flat of her tongue.
"Suck it, Rachel," he whispered. "Put it in your mouth and suck it."
She didn't need a second invitation. Her mouth opened, and the tip of his prick eased in. She closed her lips and sucked hard, then loosened her mouth and started to work her head back and forth, sliding herself over and over and over the sensitive crown area, stimulating him at each and every gulping half-swallow.
His prick felt enormous in her mouth. She was out of practice at cock-sucking, it had been so long since she'd had one in her mouth. But it was all coming back to her, the longer she slurped at his cock, and she could almost taste the cum that would come gushing out of his prick soon. That was something a woman never forgot about! Her taste buds itched, and she tried to scratch them, rubbing her tongue back and forth over the tip' of his velvety cock knob.
He had his fingers in her hair, stroking her scalp, her ears. Excitement raced through Rachel's mature body, the kind of excitement she associated with her wild younger years, not with her sedate middle age, and she started to suck his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth, gagging as he thrust hard and low but refusing to give up an inch of the prick she was taking.
"Ouch!" he said. "You're bending it too far down. The zipper is ripping my prick. If we're gonna keep this up, I've gotta get my clothes off."
Rachel released his cock and wiped the saliva from her mouth. "Well, why don't we get naked?" she asked, standing up, reaching for the hem of her top.
She pulled her top up boldly, revealing her tits in their lacy white bra. She always liked to wear pretty under things, just in case she got hit by a truck. This bra was thin, her nipples plainly visible through the soft, light material. She dropped her top and stood a moment. His hands came up and cupped her tits, squeezing into their softness.
"Goddamn!" she heard him say. "They're beautiful. "
The snap was placed between her tits. She watched as he reached for it, unfastened it, and the cups fell away from her tits. Her tits hardly sagged at all. They didn't have time, really! His hands covered her tits as soon as they fell free, and he squeezed passionately into the spongy softness of his mother-in-law's tits.
Dave caressed her tits, while he leaned over to take each nipple in his mouth for some avid, eager sucking, Rachel unsnapped her jeans and wiggled them down over her ass. Her panties matched the bra, mesh and lace With a little fabric. She had the ass for low-rider bikinis, and she didn't intend to give them up till she hit Social Security. While Dave continued to feast on her tits, she stepped out of her jeans and reached for the buckle of his belt. His cock kept getting in the way. Her hand kept grabbing his prick squeezing it, assuring her mind that it was still there, still hard, still ready to fuck her.
"So this is what you're giving my little girl," she said. "I know she--likes it. Ooohhh, I could hear you two going at it last night, and it made me so hot I had to frig my pussy with my fingers! I do that a lot, Dave. I get so goddamn horny I don't know what else to do. But you're gonna help me out now, aren't you?"
He hefted her big tits, then slid his hands down to her narrow waist, letting them rest just above the top of her white panties. "I think I am," he said. "But if Cathy ever finds out, we're both in deep shit."
"Then we won't tell her, will we?" Rachel smiled.
He picked her up in his arms, kicking off his fallen pants, and marched into his and Cathy's bedroom. Rachel felt a shiver as he laid her down upon the king-size bed that he and her daughter shared. It was a betrayal of Cathy, in a way, but he had had the option of refusing, and he certainly hadn't taken it. And it wasn't as if Rachel were stealing from her daughter. She was only going to get a ride on Dave's cock that would otherwise have been wasted inside his fist.
Dave removed his shirt and climbed onto the bed naked. Rachel opened her arms to him and he fell upon her hungrily, almost eating her mouth. She stroked up and down his broad back, feeling the tension of his muscles, rubbing them.
His mouth sloshed off hers, crept down her neck, onto the swollen mounds of her' big tits. He jerked and jiggled her big tits, squeezing the nipples up even harder so he could suck them greedily into his mouth. She gasped at the sharp nips of his teeth, the wet slurpings of his tongue.
"Yes, yes!" she panted. "Oh, do that!" He kissed his way down her stomach after licking and sucking both tits to a frazzle. He hooked his thumbs in her panties and slid them down, baring her cunt bush. It was a fuzzy patch, midway between blonde and light brown, and her long, prominent pussy lips stuck out among the hairs. His mouth nuzzled through Rachel's cunt hair, arousing her even more.
"Oh, suck my pussy!" she urged, spreading her legs widely.
He was on his side, with his head angled into her crotch. His groin was close enough for her to reach, and she filled her hand with the muscular stiffness of his cock. Her fingers molded around the fat fucker and she toyed with it excitedly, as his lips seized her pouting pussy lips and jerked them like a dog playing with a blanket. Little spurts of sexually delicious agony raced through Rachel's cunt as her son-in-law mouthed her pussy lips. She was dripping hot juices, and she wanted his tongue inside her pussy.
He spread her legs and began to lick the interior of her hot coot. His tongue speared into her fuck-hole, thrusting deeply. She wanted to suck his tongue all the way up her cunt.
"God, you're good!" she moaned. "Is this what you're giving my daughter? No wonder she looks so great! You're fucking her beautiful!"
Her cunt was sloppy with desire. She' d never been a cold fuck, and it was no time to start now. She fed him her pussy, rubbing her cunt juices all over his face. Her tongue tingled, as she thought of kissing her cunt liquids off his mouth while they were fucking. God, while they were fucking! Excitement coursed in Rachel's aroused body at the idea of feeling-her son-in-law's engorged cock ramming into her cunt. She loved to have her pussy eaten, but she was anxious to feel his cock fucking deep, hard and true into her cunt!
"Oh, God, yessss!! " she hissed. "Suck my fucking clit! You bastard! You've eaten pussies before, haven't you? Mmmmm, I can tell you know your way around one! Do you make Cathy come with your mouth just like this? I'm gonna come all over your tongue in just another lick or two, baby ... mmmmm, yessss..."
Her clit was big and hard. He couldn't have overlooked it if he'd wanted. His tongue lashed her clit, and Rachel screamed in delight. She pushed her pussy up into his face and fucked him back. He was sucking her clit almost savagely and jabbing his fingers in and out of her cunt. She'd fucked fingers till she was sick of them, but now it was different. They were just a tide-me-over. Her fist was full of his cock, and soon it would be plunging up her cunt.
"Oh, Christ, I'm cummmminnngggg!! ! " Rachel squealed, wrapping her legs around Dave's face and churning her pussy.
Her fist jerked eagerly as his cock, while her other hand pawed ravenously at her swollen, hard-nippled tits. She scooped up one fat tit and pushed it toward her face as she orgasmed. Her tongue shot out and licked madly across the tip of a straining nipple. It seemed to deepen, to increase the fever of her cuntal response. His tongue stayed hot against her throbbing clit.
"You've gotta fuck me now!" she moaned. "Oh, you've gotta fuck me nowwwwww!"
"Bet your ass I've gotta fuck you now," Dave husked, rising from the grip of her thighs.
He straddled her prone, twitching body, and, as she continued to shiver with her orgasm, he stroked his cock across her tits. Rachel opened her eyes, saw his prick lying in her cleavage. She squeezed her tits together, trapping his cock momentarily between them, and she leaned for-ward to lick the tip of his prick as he fucked back and forth between her tit mounds. Her lips closed tightly, but only briefly, over the end of his cock, and she sucked gratifyingly, tasting a drop of jism that could no longer stand the wait and had leaked from his piss slit.
"I said I'm gonna fuck you," Dave rasped, pulling his cock from her lips.
She opened her mouth and released it willingly, then watched with eyes open and glittering as he spread her legs even wider and moved himself into the fork. She reached down and grabbed his cock just as he pressed its tip against her wet, hungry cunt gash.
"I wanna put it in," she whispered, wedging his prick into her cunt hole. She heaved her belly and fucked up toward him, her 'pussy swallowing his cock in one hot hungry gulp. "Oh! It's so goddamn big, and it feels so fucking good!"
He fucked into her sloppy wet cunt hole. She was totally hot, thanks to the hot cunt-eating he had given her, and she could feel every inch of his cock slamming into her pussy again and again. She moved excitedly under him, swaying and writhing, making his cock plunge at a different angle with each fuck-stroke.
She cupped his firm ass cheeks while he fucked her, and she opened her mouth for kissing. She could taste her pussy fluids on his lips, his tongue, and she even licked her juices from his chin and the tip of his nose. She'd given him a bath in the stuff, hadn't she? His tongue thrust into her mouth with the same fervor that his cock stabbed her pussy. She couldn't remember ever having had a better fuck, and it was so ex-citing to know that this was the same cock that reamed her young daughter's cunt every night and every morning, too!
Rachel had only the slightest twinge of guilt that she was fucking Cathy's man. It wasn't really cheating on her daughter, was it? Dave had been jerking off when she walked in on him. He'd have only wasted his cum load by gushing it into his fist. It was a sin to spill jism without a purpose, and Jesus, the needs of her cunt were purpose enough! This way both of them got something they needed.
His cock plunged harder and harder into her seemingly bottomless pussy. She screamed at each fuck-thrust, her cunt tightening and sucking at the bulk of his prick. Twenty-odd years of fucking had loosened Rachel's pussy a bit.
She no longer had the mousetrap-tight pussy of a teenager, but her cunt knew all the moves, and besides, Dave's fat prick filled her to perfection. Snug cunt lips fitted around the invading barrel of his prick, she felt almost like a teenaged Rachel getting that first, super-exciting cherry-busting fuck, all over again!
Sunlight streamed through the window, its warm glow lighting the bed where they fucked in mad abandon. Rachel basked in the sunshine, and she basked in the fuck, too, her body rocking, the bed shaking and jerking beneath them. She had her legs around Dave's body, her hands on his ass.
"Deeper, harder!" she moaned. "Oh, God, Dave, you don't know how badly I need this fucking!"
"Tell me about it," he gasped. "You fuck so good! Did Cathy learn it from you? Oh, squeeze that pussy! I think you're gonna break my cock off!"
"Use it or lose it," she teased, rolling her hips under him.
Her head tossed from side to side. She saw the mirror, on her left, saw. their reflected images in it. God, the expression on her face! It was almost scary, the passionate intensity that contorted her features! She could even see the plunge of Dave's. cock, in and out of her sopping, ready-to-burst, pussy .
Her head turned in the other direction, toward the window-and she froze for a moment.
The next house on the street stood twenty or twenty-five feet away. A deck protruded from the side, and a woman, tall and slim, was standing on the deck, leaning on the rail, and it seemed she was staring straight into the bedroom window, staring straight at Rachel as she fucked underneath her son-in-law!
"Oh, God!" Rachel gasped, stirring beneath Dave.
But even as she tried to pull herself out from under Dave, his cock hit new depths in Rachel's pussy.
Fuck it, she thought. Let the bitch look! She settled into the deepening rhythms of the fuck, and she began to moan aloud, knowing that another orgasm was due in her pussy, and this one was going to be a real juicer.
"Fuck me! Yes, fuck me!" she told her son-in-law. It didn't matter now if the whole world trooped into the bedroom to get a look.
His cock sawed into her pussy again and again, ferociously fucking her. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had a fuck as outrageous as this one. With her last husband, Len, the sex had been good, but more gentle, more loving. Dave was simply hot to fuck, and she was as hot to have him fuck her. The harder and rougher, the better.
His belly ground against hers each time he fucked in, stimulating the bud of her hard clit. She moaned at the sweet feeling that spread through her, hot flashes exploding inside her pussy to mark the onset of orgasm. She was going to come, and come big!
But she couldn't help looking toward the window again. Oh, God, there was no question that woman was looking straight at her and Dave. Who was she? A neighbor. Maybe she'd think it was Dave and Cathy grabbing a quickie. There was resemblance enough between mother and daughter. Oh, fuck the bitch! What business was it of hers who fucked whom in the Andrews house? She shouldn't be staring.
Rachel writhed hotly under Dave, abandoning herself totally to the sensation of being fucked hard by his fat, swollen cock. His lust was as savage as hers. He sucked her tits as he fucked her, almost eating the nipples off her fat tits. She gasped and moaned and bucked frantically, while her pussy gorged itself on his cock. She'd forgotten how hot, how animalistic, fucking could be. Hut she was remembering quickly and loving it madly.
Again and again, that hard grind of his belly against hers, the friction against her straining clit tip. She twisted like a snake under him, her legs sawing up and down against his, her pussy pulling his prick deeper and deeper. She grabbed his shoulders and started to come, her cunt exploding in a river of molten lust.
"Oh, yessssss!" she screamed. "Oh, fuck me! I'm commmmmmminnnggggg!"
She felt his cock swell inside her, felt him thrust, felt him stab excitedly a dozen times in succession, each cock-stab sending another jet of his sticky jism up the tube of her cunt. The heat inside Rachel turned on her second orgasm of the fuck, and the second triggered a third, all while Dave's cock continued to squirt hot cum deep into her cunt. She rocked wildly under her son-in-law, sucking him dry with her starving pussy.
CHAPTER THREE
Rachel sat at the kitchen table, nervously stirring her coffee. It had been a fantastic fuck, I but almost as soon as it was over, Dave had begun to feel guilty. He'd pulled his dripping cock out of her cum-sticky cunt and looked at her as if they were strangers. She could under-stand what was going on in his mind, but didn't he understand that it was just a fuck? Something they both needed and wanted? Why did he have to act like Benedict Arnold just because he'd fucked her?
Well, he was gone now, out for a drive, he said, to think things over. She was alone in the house. Maybe she had best pack her bags and call a cab to take her to the airport. Maybe she should go back to Ohio and get out of her daughter's life. Something told her that this impromptu fuck with her son-in-law might have serious consequences.
She heard a knocking at the kitchen door and went to answer it. When she opened the door, Rachel's face flushed red. Standing before her was the woman who had watched her and Dave from the sundeck of the next house.
She was a very tall woman, five-nine. Thinher tits hardly bulged the snugness of her close-fitting T-shirt. She was perhaps thirty or thirty-two, with short dark hair and a face that looked like an ivory cameo.
"Hi," she said. "My name is Lisa, and I live next door. I feel as if we've already met. Might I come in for some coffee? I could smell it brewing."
Rachel felt very uncomfortable, but she invited Lisa inside. She watched the provocative wiggle of Lisa's slim ass in tight jeans, shivered under the frank stare of Lisa's dark eyes as the woman sat down at the table.
"You must be the mother-in-law," Lisa added. "I really don't know Dave and Cathy all that well-I've only lived here a few months, and I'm not much of a socializer in the normal sense of the word. From what I could see, you must have rather different ideas about socializing."
Rachel shivered again. "Okay," she said. "I saw you watching us. What are you going to do? Tell Cathy about it?"
Lisa smiled enigmatically. "Very un--likely ... I don't know her well enough to blab that her mother has been screwing her husband. I mean, obviously she doesn't know about this, does she? No, I had something different in mind. I couldn't help noticing the way you responded to Dave, and I just wondered if you'd be as energetic if it were someone else's tongue in your pussy. Mine, for instance."
"Yours?"
Rachel was shocked.
"Mine," Lisa repeated. She leaned back in her chair and let a fingertip slide across the small hard little peak, of her tits in the T-shirt front. Her nipples erected almost instantaneously. She pushed one, as if it were a button, and she sighed softly. "You have a fantastic body, and I'd just like to bathe you with my tongue. Interested?' J
"Right here?"
Rachel inquired, glancing about the kitchen.
Lisa shrugged. "Why not?"
She stood up and pulled off her T-shirt. Her tits were the size of small fists, with enormous dark nipples, almost the same color as her eyes and hair. Lisa licked her fingertips, rubbed them back and forth over her erected nipples. She purred, obviously enjoying the sensation. She fitted her hands over her small hard tits and squeezed down.
"This is crazy," Rachel said. "I shouldn't be doing this. I mean, I've never done anything like this before."
"Then let's make it good," Lisa whispered, coming to Rachel.
The older woman drew back, but Lisa put her arm around Rachel's back, used her other hand to tip back Rachel's head. From her height ad-vantage, she leaned down and her lips grazed lightly at Rachel's.
"Your mouth tastes like cock," Lisa said softly, her lips fluttering against Rachel's. "That's the only way I'll taste a cock, when it's on another woman's breath."
Oh, God! Rachel thought. She's a lesbian! But by that time, Lisa's mouth was open against Rachel's, and the dark-haired dyke's tongue was inside Rachel's mouth. The small hard tits pressed insistently against Rachel's big plush tit mounds, and she could feel the unbelievable stiffness and heat of Lisa's swollen nipples. Lisa took Rachel's hand, placed it against her own tit, pressed it down, fingers moving automatically, curving to the small hard contour. Rachel had never kissed. another woman like this, never squeezed another woman's tits. Lisa's mouth tasted of honey, and the tit Rachel held pounded insistently in her grip.
"Why me?" Rachel asked, breaking out of the kiss.
"Because your body turns me on," Lisa replied, sliding her hands under Rachel's top, onto the bra-covered mounds of tit. "I'm skinny, no tits, as you can see. And when I see a shape like yours, I just feel like walking barefoot through your bush. Am I turning you on?"
"Yes," Rachel confessed, shivering as Lisa unhooked the bra and got her hands directly onto her tits, underneath her top.
Lisa pinched the nipples between thumb and index finger, milking the big tits until they quivered and stiffened. Sighing, Rachel tipped back her head, lips puckering to invite another hot female kiss. She got it, in spades, but this time it was Rachel's tongue that thrust into Lisa's warm mouth.
Lisa stripped nonchalantly. She wore no undies at all, just her long slim body under her T-shirt and jeans. She left on her high-heeled slides. They gave an arch to her feet and a breathtaking curve to her long slender legs. When she was naked, she began to undress Rachel.
"Oh, Jesus!" Lisa said., "You look even better up close! And you don't look nearly old enough to be Cathy's mother."
Rachel smiled. She took good care of herself and knew it, but compliments were always appreciated. She hefted her tits, jiggling them, and Lisa licked her lips in delight. The dark-haired lesbian bent over and took the tits in hand, rub-bing them against her face. She pushed her head into the cleavage and squished the big tits against her cheeks, and then she licked her way outward, straight to the peaking point of a pink hard nipple. Rachel gasped as Lisa's tongue made hot wet contact with her flesh, and she moaned as the tongue licked lazy circles around the edge of her areola. She gasped as the tongue flicked the nipple's tip. And then the dark-haired woman began to suck voraciously at Rachel's heated tit-flesh.
A hundred guys had sucked Rachel's tits, but this sucking wasn't quite like anything in the past. Rachel closed her eyes and relished the feel of Lisa's distinctly feminine mouth on her tits. She lifted her tit from beneath, feeding it to Lisa, wishing her tit was full of milk.
As she sucked, Lisa put her hand between Rachel's legs, massing the older woman's puffy cuntal mound. Rachel squirmed in excitement, shifting her weight from one leg to the other, pumping her pussy up and down against Lisa's questing fingers. She was dripping wet, and she tried to rationalize that she was still juicy from the fuck with Dave, but she knew it was a lie. She'd showered and powdered after fucking her son-in-law, and her pussy had been squeaky clean. If her cunt was oozing sticky fluids now, it was entirely due to Lisa's tit-sucking and roaming fingers.
"You wanna suck my tits?" Lisa asked, raising her head, offering her small but inviting tits with their incredibly big nipples.
Her fingers stroked the surface of her own hard tits, and Rachel felt her salivary glands begin to flow. She put her hands on Lisa's shoulders and leaned down and forward, until the tip of a nipple brushed her mouth. She pressed her lips to it, kissing the stiff thick point, and then it seemed only automatic for her mouth to open and the tit to slide inside. By stretching her mouth just a little, she could take all of Lisa's tit inside, and that was just what she did.
"Oooohhhh, you learn fast!" Lisa enthused, wrapping her arms around Rachel's head. "Suck me, momma!"
Rachel fought free of the arm-wrap, switched tits. The other nipple was just as big, just as hard, just as tasty. The nipples were an inch long when aroused, and the tabs were as thick as Rachel's middle finger. She worked her lips around the fat juicy nipple and she sucked and she sucked and she sucked, Lisa moaning with a greater and greater urgency as Rachel taught her old mouth a great many delightful new tricks on the spur of the moment.
"My tits are tiny," Lisa husked. "It doesn't take much to turn them on. Let's see what we can do for each other's pussy. I've been hungry for the taste of yours ever since I watched your son-in-law eat you out. Betcha I'm better than he was."
Rachel was woozy with anticipation. She'd grown up in a time when girls-even wild youngster like she was-simply didn't fuck around with other girls. She and a girl cousin had. tickled each other's titties once or twice when they were just curious young virgins, but she'd never done anything really sexual with a woman before. She'd never even dreamed it would interest her. Now that she'd tasted the tip of the iceberg, she knew how wrong she had been. She was extremely interested.
They went into the living room, Lisa strutting in her high heels, Rachel following. Lisa eased onto the couch, her legs open. She had a dark, narrow wedge of hair between her legs, and her body was tanned everywhere except for a white strip surrounding that wedge of hair. When she spread her legs, Rachel could see the pink flash of pussy lips, already dewed with moisture. Lisa stretched her long legs invitingly, and she looked up at Rachel, toying with her stiff brown nipples in a provocative fashion.
"Come and get me," she said. "Let's see if you eat pussy as well as you suck my tittles."
Rachel dropped to her knees, tits jiggling heavily before her, and she crawled toward Lisa's sprawled body. She put her hands on Lisa's knees and angled herself into the fork of her new friend's thighs. The closer she got, the stronger she could smell Lisa's aroused pussy.
"Come and get it," Lisa purred, reaching down to open herself. "If this is really your first time, you're in for a treat. Come eat me, Rachel! Dip your tongue in my cunt and tell me if you think it tastes sweet..."
Rachel leaned into Lisa's crotch. The aroma of the woman's cunt was turning her on. She'd noted this smell about herself, when she was really hot for sex, and it intrigued her twice as much coming from another pussy. She put her hands on the insides of Lisa's thighs and stuck her nose up against Lisa's cunt bush, just nuzzling, getting her nostrils full of the cunty, turn-on scent.
Lisa's fingers flexed on her own pussy, spreading it.
Rachel gasped at the sight. She'd never seen a cunt so close up in her entire life. Sure, she'd studied her own with a mirror, but she could never get near enough to count the hairs, as she could do now with Lisa's pussy.
Rachel marveled at the intricacy of the cunt folds and cunt lips, at the milky juice that seemed to ooze and bubble from the twitching mouth of the pussy hole, at the slick, red-tinted flesh within. She put out her finger, stroked the hairless strip between the cunt gash and the pulled-away fur strip.
Lisa sighed at the touch. "Lick it," she invited. "I can touch it any fucking time, but I can't lick it..."
Rachel was still slightly hesitant. She took over the job of opening Lisa's cunt, pushing her friend's fingers out of the way and taking hold of the soft, delicate pussy petals, herself. God, the clit! It looked absolutely edible! Big, hard, sticking straight up, just above the gash of Lisa's cuntal slash. Her clit was pinkish white, and it glistened with a coating of juices.
Rachel leaned as close as possible and let her wet tongue slide over the tip of Lisa's clit.
Lisa whined and thrust her cunt at Rachel. Rachel pulled her head back, just a trifle, enough to tease her new friend's hot, hungry clit with the promise of love. She blew softly at the clit, and then she butterflied her tongue back and forth over its tip, touching it only part of the time, fanning at it the rest of the time. She liked to do that to a cock, and she reasoned that it should be equally effective on a hot, throbbing clit.
Lisa grabbed Rachel's head, pulled her face into her pussy. "Suck me, you cunt! Don't torment me! Suck my burning pussy!"
It was easier than Rachel would ever have guessed to fulfill Lisa's demand. She seemed to know instinctively where her tongue would do the most good. She had a pussy of her own, and she knew how it loved to be mouthed and licked.
All she had to do was apply the same principles to Lisa's pussy.
Rachel's tongue traced the folds of the cunt crack, licking up, then licking down. She licked her way to the bottom of Lisa's pussy slice, then raised her head and gave the clit another flicking caress, just enough to make it twitch and quiver with renewed arousal. And then her tongue sliced downward again, along the crack of the pussy, parting the cunt lips ever so delicately and just sipping at the milky juices inside.
Then back to the clit, this time for a lengthier session of worship. Her lips fastened to the nubby projection, sucking at it, slipping and sliding on its slick surface. She knew that each tug, each pull, each suck, each slide were sending shock waves of delight through Lisa's en-tire body. She didn't have to feel the trembling of the slim woman's body to know that her mouth was doing its job right.
She fucked her tongue into the woman's cunt now, tasting the girl cum directly, wallowing in it, thrusting deeply up Lisa's pussy. She could feel the cunt snapping back at her, frisky, eager, avid for the pleasure she was bringing it. Was that how her own pussy felt to the men who had eaten her in the past? God, no wonder they kept coming back for more!
She pushed her lips back up to Lisa's clit, and as she did, she thrust a finger up the snapping pussy. Fingers were never as good as the real thing, but they had their place, and right now the place for Rachel's fingers was inside Lisa's pussy. She fucked the finger in and out, nursing and nibbling the clit, and she felt the telltale shivering, the ripple of excited contractions inside her pussy, that told her she was on the right trail.
"Oh, Jesus! Are you sure you never did this before?" Lisa asked.
Rachel didn't answer. She had her mouth full of a swollen clit that felt as big as Lisa's nipples. Releasing it, she worked back down again and let her tongue shoot up Lisa's pussy alongside her fucking finger.
"Eat me!" Lisa kept gasping. "Oh, eat my hot pussy!"
She covered the hole with her mouth and sucked, twisting her head this way and that. Her other hand was on Lisa's ass, spreading the. ass cheeks, playing sexily with the shit hole. Something told Rachel. that it would be appreciated, and she wasn't wrong.
"Stick your fucking fingers up my ass!" squealed Lisa. "Oh, what a dirty mind you have! I think I love you!"
Rachel had only been ass-fucked a few times in her life. She didn't really dig having a cock plow her ass-hole, though it depended a lot on the mood. And the cock.
A finger was a different story. You could get used to a finger. The only trick was getting it in, in the first place, since an ass-hole was made to push' things out, not take them inside. But all it took was a little effort and a twist, just ... like ... so!
Her finger slammed into Lisa's shitter, and now she had a finger in each hole and her mouth glued to Lisa's clit. She worked her hands with vigor, fucking her fingers in and out, sometimes simultaneously, sometimes in alternation, and she sucked harder at the clit, licking it to wipe away any pangs she might have caused from too much lip pressure.
"Make me come!" Lisa moaned. "I wanna come in your fucking mouth ... now!" And she did.
Rachel had creamed the mouths of a hundred guys, and she'd. tasted her pussy juices on their lips afterward, but she wasn't prepared for the liquid orgasm that Lisa exploded against her sucking lips. Her mouth dripped with the hot juice and she wallowed greedily in it, super charged erotically by her discovery that eating pussy was so much fun.
She sucked until Lisa subsided, and then she raised her face, dripping with the cuntal fluids, lips tilted up in a smug grin. Lisa sat up, panting heavily, and she pulled Rachel up, onto her. They rolled on the couch, Lisa eating her own pussy juice from Rachel's beaming face, each woman's hands busy on the other woman's tits, ass, pussy. Rachel felt Lisa's sharp-nailed finger spear up into her pussy and she sighed, clenching her cunt around the intruder, trapping it where it felt best.
"I thought I'd have to teach you," Lisa purred between kisses, "but you eat cunt like a pro. Mmmmmm, I think you're a natural. Are you sure you're not already a lesbian?"
"Shut up and fuck me," Rachel replied.
"You turned me on-now try to turn me off'. "
Lisa sucked down to Rachel's tits, relishing the squishy softness of the big tits. She bounced them, swung them from side to side and made them slap together.
"That's why they call them knockers," she giggled. "I wish I had enough tit to jiggle!" And her mouth closed over a nipple, and she sucked and chewed, until Rachel's tits ached.
Lisa slid down, into Rachel's crotch. "I love blondes," she added, twining her fingers through the brownish-blonde patch of cunt fur. "And you're so fucking hairy! I wish I didn't have to shave, but on the job--I'm a cocktail waitress-I have to wear this cunty outfit and they pitch a bitch if your pussy hair sticks out the sides. Mmmmmm, let me walk on the grass!"
She stroked Rachel's pussy, fingers opening the gash, dipping into the free-flowing wetness, tickling the clit, and then she leaned toward the cunt, cupping her own tit with one hand as she came nearer. Her big nipple stuck out, excited.
"Gonna fuck you with my titty," she told Rachel. "Gonna stick my big nipple right into your pussy like a prick. Would you like that, Rachel?"
"I'd fucking love it," Rachel confessed. "Stick it in!"
Lisa pulled the pussy labia wide and eased the pointy end of her tit into the opening. She pushed, and Rachel could feel that big nipple inside her cunt, an inch long easily, and fat as a thumb tip. Rachel gasped, her eyes rolling, and she fucked back at the nipple, making her pussy twitch and jiggle around its intruding nub.
"Just a tease," Lisa whispered. "I'll fuck you with my tongue, and you'll never want anything else in your hot cunt again. Let me get down on you, baby. I want to eat your sweet ripe pussy!"
And with that, she began to lick Rachel, lapping ravenously at the pussy trench, thrusting her tongue in and out of the fuck-hole, She knew a hundred ways to lick and suck a clit, and she demonstrated at least half of them while Rachel moaned and whimpered. She wasn't using her hands at all, just her tongue and lips. She reached up, filled her sweaty palms with the big D-cup globes of Rachel's heaving tits, and she bounced the hot slick tit mounds while she fucked her tongue in and out, up and down, over and around the open, desire-drenched gash of Rachel's pussy.
Rachel was hot, aroused as much by what she'd done to Lisa as by what Lisa was doing to her now. She twisted and writhed as the snake-like tongue burrowed into her pussy. She lifted her legs, pulled the thighs in to trap Lisa's head, but there was no need. Lisa had no intention of abandoning this cunt until she'd made it gush and spurt, the same way her own pussy had exploded. She continued to lick Rachel's cunt, to suck it, to fuck it with her tongue, and her lips returned again and again to the button of Rachel's nut-hard clit.
Rachel looked down at Lisa's hands on her tits. She stretched her neck, extended her tongue, licked the fingers that caressed her tits, licked the nipples that those fingers had pinched and prodded to the stiffest erections Rachel could ever remember sprouting from her big tits.
"You suck these, and I'll suck you," Lisa giggled, pushing the tits up, bringing the nipples even closer to Rachel's face.
The older woman seized a pink nipple between her lips and pulled on it passionately, feeling sparks of delicious arousal shoot off inside her tits, inside her entire maddened body.
"God!" Lisa sighed. "Another advantage of big tits! Suck them for me, Rachel! Yessss!"
And she turned her tongue back to the job it had come here for, the eating of Rachel's pussy. She had an entirely different approach to eating cunt than a man would have used. Rachel could feel the difference, in the way her clit ached, the way her pussy lips dripped, the way her belly seemed to flip-flop inside every time Lisa nibbled just so on one of the protruding inner cunt labia. She was oozing her hot pussy juices and Lisa's face burrowed squishily into them. She could smell her own arousal, and it thrilled her to greater and greater heights of response.
Lisa's tongue worked down to the bottom of Rachel's cunt crack, then slid farther south. Rachel gasped, lifting her ass, knowing what her new friend had in mind. She felt the wet nimble tongue licking at her ass-hole, teasing round and round the aperture, prodding as if it meant to go inside.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Rachel gasped.
Had she ever lucked out! First that exciting ride on her son-in-law's hard cock, and now she was being introduced to a whole new world of delight she had never guessed might exist.
Lisa came back up, fucking her tongue into Rachel's burning pussy. Rachel swore she could hear a sizzle as the wet tongue delved into her cunt crack. Lisa's tongue thrust deeply, and Rachel's back arched as she forced her pussy up to meet the slippery tongue.
"Oh, do it to me!" she wailed. "Suck my pussy! Make me fucking come!"
Lisa ate into the churning pit of pussy, and even as her tongue wiggled and waggled in the foamy, steaming cunt crack, Rachel began to squeal and buck and jerk. Her legs clamped around Lisa's head, pulling the dark-haired dyke into the stewpot she had simmered exactly to her taste.
They lay on the couch, side by side, exploring each other's body With lips and hands, talking sweet nothings and stealing occasional feels of the pussies each had eaten to perfection for the other. But as she took Lisa's enormous nipple tabs into her mouth for renewed sucking, Rachel became slowly aware that eyes were watching her. She rolled over slowly-to see Dave standing beside the couch.
"I'll be goddamned!" he said. "What are you doing, Rachel? Taking on the whole fucking neighborhood?"
CHAPTER FOUR
"Not the whole neighborhood, just a little piece of it," Lisa quipped. "Hiya, Dave. You didn't introduce me to your mother-in-law, so I just popped over to say hello in my own way."
"Jesus!" Dave said. "I never knew you were into this kind of stuff, Lisa."
She shrugged, and she kept her hands firmly atop Rachel's thrusting 36-D cuppers, toying insistently with the nipples.
"You looked like you were having so much fun with her, I thought I might give it a try," Lisa replied, planting a sudden surprise kiss on Rachel's mouth, as if in challenge to Dave.
Rachel squirmed and blushed. Sucking Lisa's pussy was one thing. Making out with her in front of Dave was something altogether different. She was embarrassed now.
Even more so when Lisa scooped up one of the jiggly tits and pulled it to her mouth. The dark-haired lesbian took the tit possessively, sucking the nipple firmly while she stared at Dave with her dark-brown eyes.
"Well," Dave said, "if you bitches think you need something to suck on, why not try this?"
He undid his fly, reached inside, and flopped out his cock. It was soft but still formidable looking, and he began to jack off, panting as he did so. As his hand moved on his cock shaft, it began to harden, stiffening into the same rigid fat tool that had fucked Rachel ninety minutes ago on her daughter's marital bed.
Dave looked down at his upstanding prick, and he took a step nearer to the sofa. "Who's first?"
No one spoke. He bent his prick downward and rubbed it across Rachel's unoccupied tit, teasing the nipple. His mother-in-law nibbled her lower lip, hesitantly. He touched his prick to the other tit, letting the cock head come to rest just beyond the grip of Lisa's sucking lips.
The dark-haired woman released the tit and said: "You try to stick that thing in my mouth, and I'll bite the fucker off. I don't do pricks. I live for pussy, and pussy alone."
"Well, Rachel still does pricks. At least, she did this morning. Have you turned lesbian, Mother Parker, or will you still suck on a stiff cock?" He pushed his cock at her mouth, nudging her lips.
She held her mouth shut tightly, but the meaty raw taste of him was inescapable. She looked up at Dave, then at Lisa, and then she parted her lips. Dave grunted as he fucked his cock into his mother-in-law's mouth, and she gasped as she took his cock deep.
The moment he slid his prick across her tongue, she knew that she had not changed her spots. She'd been delirious from ecstasy while sucking pussy and being sucked by Lisa, but the raw throb of a cock in her mouth raised goose bumps on her nipples and made her pussy leak sticky hot juices. Lisa's hand stole into Rachel's crotch, traced the outline of puffy, prominent pussy lips, delved between them to find the wet hole of lust.
"You slut," Lisa laughed. "It's turning you on to suck his cock!"
But she didn't sound upset. "No matter," Lisa went on, bending down to lick again at Rachel's nipples. "I can have you back anytime I flash you my pussy. Mmmmm, Rachel, once you've eaten a cunt, you're hooked for life! You'll never pass up the chance to do it again!"
Sucking harder, Rachel conceded to herself that it was probably true. But whey did it have to be an either-or situation? She pushed Lisa's face farther down, opening her legs. And as Dave's cock continued to fuck .in and out of Rachel's mouth, the older woman felt her female lover's tongue begin to tickle its way through her cunt bush, straight onto the pouting, protruding lips of her itchy pussy.
Lisa split the cunt lips with her tongue, slipped inside to eat the goodies from Rachel's leaking pussy. Rachel caressed Lisa's tiny tits at the same time, tweaking the nipples until Lisa squealed into the cunt she was gobbling. With her other hand, Rachel took hold of Dave's cock so she could direct the depth and thrust of its attack on her mouth. She didn't like to be mouth-fucked brutally, and Dave had started out a little bit rough. But he was starting to get into the idea of sharing his wife's mother with someone else, and there was a perceptibly erotic quality to his penetration of her mouth, now. He was fucking her for lust and not for anger.
"Suck it, mama," Dave gasped, his hands on her head.
He moved his cock in slow, erotically potent thrusts, and Rachel sucked eagerly at the meaty prick. She twined her tongue around the cock as if fucked her mouth, and she drank hungrily at his shaft of cock meat, doubly thrilled by Lisa's tongue on her cunt.
"You better get your mouth out of the way if you don't want it fucked, Lisa," Dave announced in a tight voice. "I'm gonna have to put this cock inside her pussy."
Rachel relaxed her oral grip and lay back on the couch, panting from the exertion of her hard, forceful cock-sucking. She cupped her tits, jiggling them provocatively at Dave.
"Fuck me," she said, "if you think you've got what it takes."
"No," Dave told her. "I want you on your knees, with that sweet big ass up in the air and your legs spread. I'm gonna dog-fuck my wife's hot-bitch mother, and I'm gonna stick it deeper than you've ever been fucked before."
"I doubt that," Rachel giggled, flipping over and propping up on hands and knees to await him.
Her tits hung low, and they swung invitingly.
Lisa slipped to the floor and got her head beneath Rachel's body. She fed one of the dangling tits into her mouth and began to suck on it as Dave crawled onto the sofa and got into position behind Rachel. The older woman gasped loudly as her son-in-law's thick hard cock drove straight up her pussy and hit home, his balls jiggling against the hillock of her cunt.
"Oh, Jesus!" she said. "I think it is deeper..."
With Lisa sucking her tits and licking the cleavage between them, with Dave fucking his cock in and out of her pussy, Rachel was rocked from one extreme of delight to another. She couldn't believe this was actually happening to her, but she wouldn't take back a moment of it. And from the way Dave was fucking into her pussy, the sight of her and Lisa had obviously aroused her son-in-law to a brand new height of erotic excitement. His prick slammed and banged into the.cunt that was still juicy wet from Lisa's knowing brand of sucking. Rachel was hot as a firecracker from the bout with her new girlfriend, and the stabbing of Dave's cock didn't do a goddamn thing to decrease her level of arousal.
Dave fucked hard and vengefully, as it he meant to teach his mother-in-law that prick was the biggest bang for her bucks. Taking his fuck-thrusts, moaning at their intensity, twitching her pussy in excited response, Rachel couldn't honestly decide whether she preferred fucking a man or a woman. Yesterday, there'd have been no choice. Today she knew there was a lot to be said for both styles. Why pick? Why not enjoy both?
Lisa was licking along Rachel's tummy, back toward her furry cockpit of fuckdom. Her tongue slithered into the pussy hair, and she came onto the clit, flicking it wickedly even as. Dave's cock continued to plunge home, faster and harder. Rachel could feel both sorts of stimulation, working in tandem, and her-juices oozed from her hard-fucked pussy while her clit pulsated.
Dave was still fucking, drawing back farther and farther to give his mother-in-law the fullest stroke possible on his cock. His prick slipped out of her wet, loose-lipped pussy altogether at one point, but he didn't even notice until he thrust, into wetness, and felt teeth.
"Holy shit!" he said in wonderment, but then he looked down to see that his cock had plunged into Lisa's nearby mouth.
The brown-eyed lesbian winked at him and moved her mouth back and forth two or three times along the shaft of his cock, then released him and guided his cock with her fingers back to the pouting gash of Rachel's cunt.
"Not bad," she said, "but I still prefer pussy. Mmmmm, fuck her, stud! Make that juice gush from her pussy, and I'll lick up every drop, just ... like ... this..."
Her tongue glided along the cock-stretched flanges of Rachel's pussy. She slipped into the gash, alongside the thrusting cock, but only for a moment, and then her lips returned to the bulging clit.
"So," she went on, amid flicks of her tongue at Rachel's swollen clit, "does the party move into round two when that yummy wife of yours gets home from work, Dave? I've had my eye on Cathy for quite a while-but I always had the two of you figured for really straight."
"Jesus!" Dave said. "I forgot all about Cathy!"
"Oooohhh," Lisa gloated, "then she doesn't know about all this? Mmmmmm, how interesting! But don't stop fucking! I can make Rachel come all by myself, but she'll like it a lot more if you help a little, with that ridiculously big prick of yours." .
She yanked on Dave's balls, pulling back, and his cock jumped out of Rachel's cunt again.
"Oh!" Rachel blurted, straining, jerking, and once more the fat hard prick thrust into Lisa's open wet mouth.
She sucked longer this time, using her tongue, shielding the rigid cock flesh from the sharpness of her teeth. If she hadn't been so insistent about being a lesbian, Dave would have sworn she was getting off on the taste of his prick in her mouth.
"I thought you were maybe too dry," Lisa said, finally releasing his cock-dripping wet-from her mouth and easing it back into Rachel. "Oh, fuck! Just because I said I don't do that shit doesn't mean I don't do that shit if I feel like it, and I fucking felt like it! Okay?"
"You don't have to apologize," Rachel gasped, fucking hard on the fat cock. "It's a delicious piece of dick."
"Then let's make it squirt," Lisa said, squeezing hard on Dave's balls.
He gasped, almost screamed, and his cock fucked savagely into Rachel's pussy. His mother-in-law fell onto her belly, trapping Lisa's head underneath, but the dark-haired lesbian didn't let go of his balls. She jiggled them again, and Dave's cock went into overdrive, slamming up Rachel's pussy. He fucked her again and again and again, while her tight-stretched pussy shivered and rippled in response, and the older woman moaned, knowing that an orgasm was about to blast down her tubes.
"I'm gonna squirt too!" she whined.
"You bitch!" Dave said as Lisa fucked her finger, dry, into his ass-hole. "Oh, that hits the spot!"
Lisa stroked his prostate with her probing finger, and she kept her tongue glued to Rachel's clit. The woman's pussy hammered against her face as Dave fucked it harder, harder, harder, and then Rachel screamed and Dave growled like a surprised wolf, and Lisa could smell the hot fusion of cum mingling with gushing-pussy juice. The overflow oozed from Rachel's cock-stuffed cunt, dribbled down through the pussy hairs, and Lisa's tongue met it, slurped it, drank it off Rachel's hot cuntal flesh.
Dave's cock bounced out of Rachel's pussy, still hard, and Lisa pulled it to her mouth. She tasted the last squirt of jizz direct from the source, and even as she sucked, his overworked cock began to soften in her mouth.
"That was fun," she said, releasing his prick and licking her fingers. "Maybe next round, I'll let you touch my pussy with your cock. I'd never let you put it inside me, but you could tickle my clit with it, and just kinda tease the pussy lips a little. Maybe."
It was a very good day. Cathy had sold an expensive computer, with all the trimmings, and the manager had given her the rest of the after-noon off. She was delighted to be walking up the driveway at two-thirty instead of five-thirty, and she didn't care if she didn't see another computer until tomorrow morning. She opened the door, kicked off her high-heeled shoes, set her purse on the hall table, and turned the corner to the living room, when she stopped short, her blue-gray eyes dilated in sudden horror.
"For Christ's sake!" she cried. "What are you ... oh, Jesus! What is going on in my house?"
She could not believe what she was seeing, though it was so awful it had to be real.
Dave, her husband, was lying on his back on the floor, stark naked. A skinny dark-haired slut, equally naked but momentarily difficult to recognize as Lisa, the lady who lived next door but didn't mingle much in the neighborhood, was fucking her black-furred cunt up and down on Dave's swollen hard-on.
But the worst, the absolute fucking worst of all, and the last thing Cathy would ever have imagined walking in on-her own mother! Sitting on Dave's face, washing his chin with her bare pussy, trading spit with that slut Lisa and stroking the skinny bitch's stick-out clit while Lisa romped on Dave's prick!
"Mom!" Cathy shouted, on the verge of tears.
"Oh, God, Cathy," Rachel said. "I didn't think you'd be home so early."
"You fucking obviously did not!" Cathy sobbed. "Oh, God, how could you do this to me? Is this how you finally get back at me because you still think I tried to seduce that ass-hole second husband of yours when I was a kid and didn't even know what a pussy or a cock was? Dave, you bastard! Get your cock out of that skinny slut and look at me! Don't hide your head! I can see perfectly well what you're doing!"
"You wanna play, too?" Lisa asked pertly, lifting herself off Dave's cock.
Her cunt lips clutched at his big prick as she withdrew, as if they didn't want to let go. She stood up, shaky on her high-heeled slides, and she rubbed the thin wedge of hair that shaded but didn't cover her wet pink pussy gash. She smiled at Cathy. "I may be skinny," Lisa said. "But I really am fun. Bet I could teach you a couple of new tricks. I've wanted to, for the longest time."
"Fuck you, cunt!" Cathy snapped. "Oh, fuck all of you!"
She turned and stormed out of the house, rushing blindly down the drive. Not until she reached her Volvo, parked at the bottom of the rise, did she even realize that she had left her shoes in the house and she had ripped the bottoms of both stockings. She got into the car, found the extra set of keys in the ashtray and started the engine.
All she wanted to do was get the fuck out of here, away from that horrid scene of betrayal. All she could see was her mother, sitting on Dave's face, his tongue spearing up into her juicing pussy while Rachel gasped and sighed and used her hands on that matchstick twat Lisa.
"I need a drink," Cathy said. "I definitely need a drink."
CHAPTER FIVE
"You saved my life. Or maybe my ass, I'm not sure which," Cathy said, putting down her empty coffee cup. "God knows what kind of crazy things I might have done if you hadn't come along and rescued me."
April Willis smiled. "You needed some help.
Just glad I was there to lend a hand."
She didn't really know April all that well.
April, a secretary in one of the law offices here in town, used to come in to The Big Byte, the computer store where Cathy worked, and they'd occasionally shared a booth for lunches. And April had been at the Oasis Lounge, stopping in for after-work happy hour, when Cathy hit the joint. Cathy had already run up a sizeable tab before she realized she had left her purse and money, as well as her shoes, at home. She didn't even have her credit card to pay the bar bill. Luckily, April had stepped in, settled the tab, and brought Cathy over to her apartment for some coffee and consolation. They would have to be much better friends in the future, Cathy decided.
"It was so awful," Cathy said. "I mean, I know you live with a guy. Just think how you'd feel if you came home and found him screwing your own mother-not to mention that slut from next door! It looked like something out of a goddamn porno movie! I mean, sure, Mom has a great body and she's always been fairly hot for men. But my own husband fucking her? That's so sick! Wouldn't you be sick, too, if it was your guy?"
April smiled. She and Cathy were sitting on a plush fake-fur mat by the bay window. "To begin with," she said, "I don't really have a guy. Sure, Bob and I live together, but neither of us could afford this place separately on what we make. We just share expenses. He fucks whoever he wants, and so do I. Oh, Cathy, I can understand how you feel, and I wish there was some way I could help you get over it. Do you know, I think maybe there is!"
She put her hand on Cathy's knee, bared where the hem of Cathy's skirt had lifted a bit.
Cathy gasped. "What are you doing, April?" she blurted, but the hand was already sliding farther up her leg, onto the thigh, pushing the skirt's hem before it.
April leaned closer. "Men are such bastards," she whispered. "They treat you like shit and expect you to love it. I'd never be so cruel, Cathy..." And with that her mouth brushed Cathy's, wet lips and coffee breath.
Cathy turned her face away, not before her mouth had known the touch of April's. "Oh!" she said in shock.
April caught her head, turned Cathy's face back toward hers. Her face was only an inch away. The tips of their noses bumped. April's blue eyes were large and serious. Cathy felt hypnotized in their stare.
"I've wanted to do this ever since the first time I came into the store and you waited on me," April whispered. "But I was afraid I'd frighten you. Oh, Cathy, now I want to help you, and I'm not afraid to try!" And she pressed her mouth hard against Cathy's.
Cathy felt April's lips, hot and wet, on hers.
She couldn't breathe, had to open her mouth to suck in air, but all she sucked in was April's thrusting tongue. She'd never touched another woman erotically before, never kissed another woman the way she was being kissed now. It was totally unlike kissing a man ... not better, not worse, just ... different.
She felt her shirt being unbuttoned, her tie pulled out of the way, April's hands sliding onto the chemise-covered mounds of her tits. She hadn't worn a bra today, just her slip underneath her skirt and blouse, and her nipples were instantly sensitive to the hands that stroked across their hardening points. As she massaged the full, sensitive tits, April thrust her tongue into Cathy's mouth again and again, fucking it in like a stiff cock.
"Wanted to kiss you and touch you and lick you all over," April was saying. "Oh, you turn me on so much, Cathy! You look exactly like the rust woman I ever made love to, but you're prettier and you're here right now, not just a sweet memory. Mmmmmm, let me take your blouse off, yes, slide it off your shoulders! And now let me pull down your slip top. I want to see your tits. Oh, God, they're even prettier than I had hoped! May I kiss them too, Cathy?"
And she didn't wait for an answer, just bent her head to Cathy's chest and rubbed the now-bare, stiff-nippled tits with her moist, hot face. As she touched and jiggled and nuzzled the quivering tits, Cathy felt a spark ignite inside her pussy. Yes! she thought. God, yes! What better way to pay back Dave and Mom than to find some pleasure of her own? Even in the arms of another woman!
She cupped her tit from beneath, lifted it to April's hungry mouth. "Suck me, please," she invited, pushing the hard pink nipple into April's opening mouth.
It felt delicious to have a female tongue cir-cling and lapping the stiffness of her nipple, to know that it was a woman's tongue worship-ping her tit. She gasped and wrapped her arms around April's head, pushing her tit even far-ther into the other woman's mouth.
Rachel's skirt was up to her waist now. She'd straightened out her legs, and she was bare to the crotch of her panties. April's hands found her thighs, rubbed them insistently, drawing closer and closer to the puffy cunt-filled pan-ties' crotch. Cathy held her breath, waiting for the hands to fall upon her pussy, and when they touched her there, she sighed in delight.
April had both tits in her mouth by now. The points were fully erect, covered with her frothy saliva. She licked it off them, each in turn, then sucked each nipple again and left a fresh foam of spit.
"Oh, your tits taste so good," she whispered, looking up at Cathy, lust gleaming in her blue eyes. "May I lick your pussy, too?"
Cathy shivered in arousal and glee. She wished Dave and Mom were here to see this! "Yes," she purred, nodding eagerly. "I think I would like that."
"I know you will," April giggled, hooking her thumbs in Cathy's panties and sliding them down the blonde wife's long legs. "Ooohhh, it's not too hairy and not too bald. I think it's just right!"
And she pushed her face into Cathy's bared crotch tongue outthrust to sample the pleasures of her cunt. Cathy screamed at the first touch of the tongue on her pussy, and she whimpered as the tongue began to play up and down her hot cuntslit. It toyed with the labia of her pussy, pushing them open insistently, slithering into the warmth between.
At first the tongue was more ticklish than: erotic, but that was a false impression. Cathy began to giggle, and then she began to gasp, and by that time her cunt was awash in juices.
"I'm all wet!" she gurgled in glee.
"You sure are," April murmured, working her tongue in and out. "Is this really your first time with a woman?"
"It won't be my last," Cathy announced firmly. "Oh, God!"
When her pussy was on fire and she lay back dying for orgasm, Cathy was astonished to see April raise her face.
"Let's get naked," April said. "It's so much better if we're naked."
"I can't wait," Cathy said.
She began to strip while April did the same. April had a great body. Five-six, rather leggy, tits only medium-sized but capped with big round nipples that already stuck out in excitement. Her fluffy brown hair was already tousled and mussed, and the dangling tendrils around her sweat-glazed face gave her the look of a priestess at some kinky pagan ritual. Naked now, the two women reunited on the white mat. The last rays of the evening sun lit their bodies, coming through the bay window where they lay.
Cathy had never sucked another woman's tits before. But from the moment she saw April's big-nippled tits jump out of their tight lacy bra, she knew she had to have them in her mouth, and she fell upon them hungrily, sucking just the way April had sucked her tits. Nibbling the hard pointy tits, she could understand why April had been so excited about eating her tits. She wrapped her legs around April's leg while she tit-sucked, and she made her pussy saw up and down along the flesh, just to make sure her hot wet fuck-hole didn't cool off or dry up before April's face got back into it. And she could feel April's pussy, equally wet, grazing her own flesh. The cunt hairs tickled her skin, and the cunt lips sucked juicily along Cathy's thigh.
Cathy knew how aroused pussy smelled.
There were two of them in this room now, both hotly aroused, and the scent of cunt was over-whelming. Her senses reeled under the double attack of pussy odor, and she felt like fucking forever. One look into April's blue eyes told her that her friend felt the same way. She'd never guessed that April was a lesbian, but the proof of it pulsated eagerly against her own throbbing body. She'd known April lived with a man, but she'd always assumed it was a love relationship. What a way to find out the truth!
April stretched Cathy out and slid her mouth down the blonde wife's trembling body. She sucked Cathy's tits again, then she licked her armpits. She rimmed Cathy's navel, and then turned Cathy over and started at her shoulder-blades, lapping her way down the spine into the crack of Cathy's ass. She opened the ass cheeks and dipped her tongue into Cathy's hot ass-hole, bringing her finger into play once it seemed that Cathy enjoyed the idea.
Cathy whined as April's finger fucked into her ass-hole while the brunette secretary kissed and licked the jiggling cheeks of her ass. April fucked her finger in and out, making Cathy hump and pump with desire.
But Cathy wasn't overly anal-oriented, and her pouting pussy needed attention. "Oh, stop fucking around and eat my goddamn pussy!" she sighed. "That's where I need loving the most!"
Giggling, April rolled Cathy over once more.
She straddled Cathy's body, squatting stop the blonde's heaving tits, and she pushed her face down, into Cathy's crotch. As she did, her own cunt edged nearer and nearer to Cathy's face. Cathy grabbed April's ass and pulled her pussy closer still. She'd never licked a cunt before-she'd never even seen one this close before. But she knew she was going to lick a pussy now, and she would love it!
Just as April's tongue came to nestle along the crack of Cathy's cunt, April's ass butted into Cathy's face. The blonde wife moaned and shoved her head forward, her mouth making its first-ever contact with a hair-fluffed, wet-slitted pussy. She didn't know exactly what to do, so she just thrust her tongue straight into the cunt crack, pulling with her hands on the ass cheeks to make the cunt hole open wide and smile. Her tongue stabbed into a hot tight hole of wet flesh, and she felt as if she were fucking her tongue straight into April's stomach.
"Oh, shit!" April gasped. "You don't need any lessons, do you, Cathy?"
Cathy licked the entire pussy, her tongue sloshing over everything she could reach. Her neck ached from the strain and the angle, but she didn't give a shit. Her tongue had sipped pussy and she wanted more. She would eat this cunt if she broke her neck doing it!
April was no slouch, either. She had been fan-tasizing about Cathy's pussy for a long time, and now that she had dipped her-tongue into it, she had to have the whole thing, too. She opened Cathy's pussy with her fingers and began to suck and lick the blonde's totally erected clit, her lips pulling fiercely, erotically, at the pink button.
Cathy had sixty-nined this position with guys, sure, but it was a little easier owing to the anatomical construction. She had to lift herself a bit to meet the wetness of April's pussy with her tongue, though the effort' was more than worthwhile. Her fingers separated the glossy, gleaming cunt lips, and she licked with a hungry tongue, eager to taste everything between April's legs.
"I love your hot sweet cunt," April was purring as she feasted on Cathy's cunt. "It's everything I dreamed it would be, and more! Oh, Cathy, if you decide to give up guys on account of this, let's get together, you and me!"
Give up guys? Cathy shivered. She really hadn't gotten as far as that in her tumultuous thoughts, despite the fact that Dave and Mom had hurt her a great deal. God, this was only 'her first time with another woman. It was a lit-tle soon to be thinking about taking up pussy-eating as a full-time habit. Besides, she had a score to settle with her husband 'and her mother!
But making love with April was a sweet way to get some revenge on the treacherous ones at her own house. And the more she licked April's creaming pussy, the more she realized that she was doing this in very large measure because she dug the fuck out of it. The revenge aspect was passing rapidly to the back of her mind and she was thinking primarily about her tongue in April's pussy, April's tongue in her pussy, and the delights they could share right here, right now.
April was far more skillful at the eating of cunt than Cathy, and Cathy would have had to be the first to admit it. She knew what made her own cunt feel good, and she tried to do the same things to April, but for the most part she just followed her friend's lead. When April licked Cathy's pussy lips, Cathy did the same. When April's tongue flicked over the swelling bud of Cathy's clit, Cathy glued her own mouth to April's clit and kissed, sucked, and nuzzled it for all she was worth. It worked. April's pussy was as tingly, as wet, as full of hot cunt juices as Cathy's well-worked cunt hole, so obviously Cathy was doing something right.
April's tongue grazed hungrily in Cathy's pussy, and she was paying special attention to the clit. It was the seat of Cathy's eroticism and April did everything possible to that quivery slick button of lust. Cathy was screaming and creaming, her pussy mouth sucking. April thrust two fingers up Cathy's wet hole, fucked them in and out. It wasn't at all like a cock, but it was a lot of fun, and it was much more intriguing than finger-fucking herself for Cathy, as she had no control over the fingers and didn't know where or when they would plunge next. Each stroke was a fresh taste of delight and she jerked her lower body ecstatically, responding to April's attack. How had she never even guessed that April was girl-crazy? And how had she, in her twenty-two years, missed out on the special delights of fucking with another woman?
She didn't let up on lapping April's pussy trench, either. The sticky slimy juices from April's bottomless well of cunt juice dripped into her face. She scooped in with her tongue, brought out more pussy juice. If April's clit felt half as good getting sucked as Cathy's mouth felt sucking on it, April must be in rapture right now. Cathy fucking well knew that she herself was.
She stuck her finger in April's pussy, marveling at the suction with which her cunt responded. She remembered how wild her own ass-hole had felt with April's finger stuffed up it, after the woman's tongue had begun the job of turning on her shitter, and she lifted her head, aiming her tongue at April's pink ass-hole. There was no hair around her ass-hole to disguise the approach, and Cathy's tongue zeroed straight in, piercing the tight rubbery opening. She cork-screwed her tongue around the pucker of the shit hole, tasting the most intimate flavors of April's ass but repelled not at all by them. As her tongue slid away from the spit-drenched ass-hole, her finger pushed against the ass ring, and the saliva aided it to slip right in.
April squealed: "Ooohhh, my ass!" and humped herself against Cathy, taking the finger all the way. Cathy pushed at April's ass, waggling her finger deep inside, and even more hot juice oozed from April's cunt, drenching Cathy's face.
"You're a kinky bitch, Cathy," April gasped. "I like that in a girl!"
"Try this for kinky," Cathy replied, jabbing her finger in and out. "I'm fucking your tight hot ass with my finger. I wish I had a cock to stick in your ass-hole, baby! I'd fuck you so deep and so hard it would come out your mouth when I squirted!" .
"What a slut," April purred, lapping at Cathy's cunt. "I think this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship, Louie!"
Who's Louie? Cathy wondered, but she was far too busy eating pussy to give it much additional thought.
April's ass was so tight around her finger, squeezing it, sucking it, milking it. She was still eating clit and her thumb just seemed to gravitate toward the split opening of April's pussy. She slipped it inside and tried to make the tips of thumb and finger meet, stretching the tight anal muscles, making April squeal and jerk with heated responsiveness. She could almost feel her fingertips touching. Maybe if she got another finger up April's ass-hole, she could twist the resistant tube just enough ... she stuck in another finger, spreading the tight sheath all the more.
April gasped deliriously. "Oh, fuck me, Cathy! Double-fuck me!"
This stuff could get addictive, Cathy thought, slurping juice out of April's cunt, sloshing her tongue nastily into the liquid swamp of her pussy. She thought of all those chats at the store, the impromptu luncheons, and wondered if April had been, during all of them, fantasizing about this very moment. At least Cathy was somebody's fantasy object, even if her mother-fucking husband-oh, Jesus, what an apropos description of the bastard-seemed to have found greener pastures.
April was eating hotly at Cathy's sloppy pussy, slurping her way into the frothy juices of lust, but she was breathing very hard and Cathy knew enough about her oWl responses to know that April was on the verge of orgasm.
Well, she thought, let's give the bitch a come to remember! She's. been dreaming about this, and we'll give her something to make her nights happy for the rest of her fucking life!
Cathy doubled up the action of fingers in ass-hole, of thumb in pussy hole, of mouth eating, now voraciously, at April's swollen clit. Who could resist an attack like this? Cathy knew she could not have remained calm in April's shoes, and she felt the telltale heaving of climax start to rush through her friend's body as she ate out her hot pussy.
"Oh, shit, I'm cummminnggg!! ! " April wailed suddenly, her burning cunt jammed down onto Cathy's face.
Cathy nibbled at her friend's clit, and she kept her tongue and fingers busy until April's tumultuous heavings hit a peak and then began to subside.
"Me now," Cathy insisted, humping her cunt up to meet April's face. "Make me come, you bitch! Don't leave me hanging! Fuck me!"
April looked around. "Would you really like me to fuck you?" she asked. "I've got a dildo. Sometimes I strap it on and pretend to be a guy, and then just fuck the bloody shit out of a tight hot pussy like yours. I really get off on it and I bet you'd dig it too. Wanna try?"
"Get the fucker!" Cathy gasped. "Strap it on and fuck me raw!"
April reversed herself, bore Cathy down onto the mat for a hot kiss, drinking her own pussy and ass juices off Cathy's mouth and fingers. And then she scurried off, up the low flight of stairs to the upper level of the apartment. She disappeared inside one of the two doors.
Cathy sighed, lying on the mat on her back.
Her knees were up and she had her eyes shut, rubbing vigorously at her pussy, making sure she stayed hot until April returned. Fat fucking chance she'd cool off now! Her body had been turned on, and it would not shut down until an orgasm drenched her flames. She toyed with her wet, aching cunt lips, a finger vanishing inside her pussy to dig and explore the wet slick interior.
She heard the sound of a door, penetrating the shut-eyed intensity of her finger-fucking, and she was aware of footsteps coming softly across the floor.
"I want that cock of yours," she said. "I want it right here." And she spread her pussy lips wide, turning onto her side as she did do.
Her eyes came open, and she started to blush-because it wasn't April was standing there looking down at her. It was a man she'd never seen before. And he was looking at her stiff pink nipples, her sweat-covered body, and her wide-open, wet-lipped red pussy.
CHAPTER SIX
"You must be waiting for April," the man said. "If I'd put that cunt of yours on to simmer, I'd sure fucking remember it, and I don't remember you at all."
He was a good-looking man, raw-boned, sun-bronzed; lean and tall, wearing jeans and a sleeveless T-shirt. He had a hard hat under his arm.
"I'm Bob," he said, "April's roommate." Just then April emerged from the room at the head of the steps. Cathy looked up and gasped. April was wearing a leather bra, leather garter belt, black stockings, extremely high heels. Her brown hair was pinned back into a severe bun that stretched the natural warm contours of her face into something provocatively harsh and serious looking. She had no panties, and the cups of her black leather bra were cut so low that her brown nipples stuck out vividly. Around her waist was a strap, and to that strap was attached a pink object shaped cunningly like a real, live cock.
"Bob!" she said. "Oh, my God, I forgot all about you! I'm sorry!" She hurried down the stairs, came to Cathy's side. "We have sort of a house rule," she told her friend. "We fuck in our own rooms when the other one is here. No partying in the living room if we're both at home."
"I could make an exception," Bob commented, kneeling by the mat. His eyes were still on Cathy.
She looked at him, and her eyes were in a direct line with the crotch of his snug jeans. She could see a big cock-bulge in them, and it seemed to bulge a little more even as she stared.
"You wanna watch?" April giggled. She put her hand on Cathy's shoulder. "He thinks it's a waste that I'm a dyke, and he's been hinting that he'd like to straighten me out, y'know? But I keep telling him no way, buster, I'm hooked on pussy and I'm gonna stay that way."
"Yeah?"
Cathy grinned. "Well, I like pussy, and I love cock. But you know, April, I dug it so much, playing with you, that I'm starting to . get afraid that I might be turning queer-not that there's anything wrong with it, of course!" She let her hand drop down, fingers fitting around the plastic shaft of April's straped-on dildo. "Ooooh, it feels almost real! Would it hurt if you fucked me with this thing while I maybe-if Bob is willing, of course, because I'd not want to rush him into anything that he was morally opposed to-if I maybe sucked just a little on Bob's cock while you fuck me? I mean, he'd have to be turned on for it all to work, and he might think the whole idea of us making out is just disgusting..."
"He might not," Bob said, rising to his knees. He reached for the zipper of his jeans, jerked it down, and was fishing inside for his cock. As he brought his prick out into the light, Cathy smiled in appreciation. Not as big as Dave's, but a big fat prick all the same. Strange lips had sucked Dave's cock today. It was only fair that his wife's mouth have a crack at a new piece of prick.
"Just so he doesn't get any wrong ideas," April said warily. "I'm totally off limits."
"Sure," Bob agreed, his eyes focused on Cathy, with her full, lush body, blonde hair, and sparkling blue-gray eyes.
He reached over and put his hands on her plump, swollen tits just as she took his cock in her fist and gave it a little pull that brought him closer to her on his knees.
Holding his cock in one hand, April's dildo in the other, Cathy said: "I feel like the center-piece on a banquet table. Would anyone like to eat me?"
April bent down and began sucking Cathy's tits as Cathy started to play with Bob's prick. She stroked the hard flesh up and down, feeling the loose outer skin move easily with her fist's motion. She didn't even know his full name, but she was about to suck his cock. And if he wanted to come in her mouth, he was perfectly welcome to do so. How many mouths had Dave come in today? Her mother's?
That slut next door? Surely Cathy was entitled to a strange load of jism in her own mouth!
April continued to suck Cathy's tits, but she was also rubbing the tip of her dildo along Cathy's belly. Cathy had one hand on April's body, comparing the different textures of flesh and leather. April seemed to have a very kinky mind. Cathy decided she liked that, a great deal. She also liked the look of garter belt and stockings on April' s body and decided that they would look very good on her. She' d always been a pantyhose lady t butt like many other things in her life, it was time for a change on that score, too.
April guided the tip of the dildo into Cathy's crotch, drawing it through the fuzzy blonde cunt hairs. Cathy felt the thing nuzzling at her pussy slit, and she spread her legs, allowing her cunt labia to part and graze the dildo's head.
Bob was leaning closer. "Thought you said you were gonna suck my cock," he said anxiously, pushing his prick at her face.
She leaned toward' it tongue emerging to slosh lightly over his flesh. This was absolutely the first strange cock she'd touched since marrying Dave almost a year before. She'd never even had the urge to be with another man. But she knew, from the thrill she felt on holding Bob's prick, that the urge must have been lying dormant in her t somewhere. She couldn't have done it this easily t otherwise. Maybe it was the same with Dave. Maybe he'd just been tempted beyond his limit. After all, she thought, they hadn't had their wake-up fuck that morning, and last night's fucking had been less wild than usual because Mom was in the house. So the bastard couldn't wait a few hours to stick it in his wife? He had to fuck her mother and the lady next door. Oh, she'd make him pay!
Lying on her side, Cathy fed Bob's cock into her mouth and began to suck him with all her talent. Dave had always raved about her cock-sucking abilities. She knew she was good. He could fuck her mouth deeply, right into the throat, and she could take all the cock Bob gave her and come back for his balls. She loved the taste of cock, and it excited her tremendously to be giving her skills to the prick of a total stranger, especially while April continued to suck her plush tits and their hard pink nipples.
April slid down Cathy's belly, her face bur-rowing again into the blonde's cunt. The touch of her lips on Cathy's pussy was very soothing. It felt so natural to have April's soft mouth kissing her there, to feel the wet friskiness of April's tongue parting the tight cunt lips and going inside, just as she'd done before. Cathy wasn't sure whether she preferred eating pussy or having her own pussy eaten. Having a mouth nibble her cunt while she sucked and swallowed a hard cock, though, was easily the best of both worlds. She wondered if she would ever be satisfied doing it one-on-one again.
"God, you can suck cock!" Bob gasped. "It would be a fucking shame to waste a mouth like this on pussy-eating!"
"Fuck you, Bob," April commented, doubling up her efforts on Cathy's cunt. "I'm turning this bitch gay. She's just giving you "a mercy-suck because you looked so sad and lost and lonely. When I finish with her, she'll never go near a cock again."
Cathy giggled, listening to them. They were like the devil and angel that used to sit on Beaver Cleaver's shoulder in the old TV series. She could make up her own mind, thank you very much, and she didn't need anyone to tell her which fork of the road to take at this point. She took Bob's cock deeper, and she humped her dripping cunt into April's sucking face. Maybe the forks reunited just around the bend and it was all one road, after all.
What a time to get philosophical! All she really wanted to do was climax, and if she could get to that point with cock, mouth, and. dildo working at once on her, it offered three times as much sex fun. She reached into Bob's jeans and cupped his balls while she sucked on his cock.
Bob took the hint, unhooking his pants and yanking them down. Now she had more room, and she wasn't scratching her lips on his zip-per. She sucked all of his cock into her throat and held him there, long enough to make Bob gasp in pleasure, while her hand massaged his hairy balls.
But her pussy, enlivened as it--as by April's tongue, still yearned for the bite of penetration. Her clit was throbbing in arousal, thanks to the wet workings of April's tongue and lips, but she felt empty, unfulfilled. She let go of Bob's prick.
"Get undressed," she said. "I hate to fuck a man with half his clothes on. And you," she added, turning to April, "why don't you fuck me? You said you would, and I goddamn well want it."
April scurried around into position, behind Cathy. She lifted one of Cathy's long slim legs, stroking up and down the sweat-dampened flesh, kissing the thighs provocatively. Her tits, thrust up and out by her half-cup leather bra, rubbed Cathy's back insistently. Cathy slipped an arm around April, body melting against hers. With her other hand, she reached down, taking hold of the tip of April's dildo. She pulled it into her own crotch, to the lips of her ready cunt, and she eased her pussy onto the stiff plastic prick. If it had been warm, and a little less pink, it would have been a stunning ringer for a real prick. As it was, she could almost fantasize that she felt the pulse of lust in the thing, and she was aching to feel it fuck into her pussy.
The knobby point caught in her cuntal slice, and she gasped at the life-like feel of the thing.
"Oh, God, that is it!" she rasped.
She moaned in joy as the dildo fucked into her cuntal heat, and she pushed her pussy down to meet the thrust. April's hands filled with Cathy's jiggling tits, and Cathy's leg slinked back to caress April's. The two women strained and humped and fucked together, Cathy moaning each time the dildo fucked once more into-her pussy's wet tightness. She was already starting to suck it with her cuntal walls, and she knew that when she creamed, it would be a hot one-hotter, maybe, than the orgasms she'd enjoyed last night, fucking within earshot of her mother.
Bob was stark naked now. He had a great body, tanned almost everywhere. Obviously he worked in the sun, and at a physical job. His body rippled with muscle action, toned, tight, in perfect trim. He was thinner than Dave, and his chest was hairy where Dave's was almost smooth. Cathy had never particularly cared for body hair but now it excited her. She reached up to rub her hand across Bob's matted chest, sliding down to the big patch of hair from which his erect cock thrust out majestically. She'd already sucked that big hard cock, and she was going to suck it again!
He knelt beside her, sliding the end of his cock over her naked body.
"Between my tits," she suggested. "Put it between my tits and fuck me there!"
He nodded, obviously enjoying the idea.
"Help us, April," she purred. "Squeeze my tit-ties around his cock. Oh, look at it! See how it moves between them! Make them tight on his cock. Make them tight as the pussy you're fucking. Make him work to fuck my titties!"
As the big cock moved energetically between her squeezing mounds of tit meat, Cathy licked and lapped at its emerging head. Sometimes he'd put an extra pound or two of thrust behind his cock and the tip would stab far enough that she could seize it between her lips and suck madly at the swollen, velvet-fleshed knob of Bob's cock. Her mouth clutched hotly, and she sucked, reluctant to let him go, but each time she did let go, anticipating the next prodding plunge that would bring him again into suck range.
And all the while, April, glued tight to Cathy's back, kept stabbing the plastic dildo in and out of Cathy's creaming cunt. Cathy felt a couple of mini-orgasms rush through her pussy, but she knew there was more, much more than this to come. The hot flooding feelings lasted only a moment, enough to make her head swim and her eyes grow blurry, so that it looked as if Bob were fucking two cocks between four of her tits, but she knew that it would be bet-ter, better, better!
His cock fucked faster between the frictioned-out mounds of Cathy's tits. "Enough of this, " she gasped, "I want the whole thing in my god-damn mouth!"
And with that, her tits fell away from Bob's cock and it slammed straight into her throat. She just opened up and took his prick, and his balls came to rest against her chin while the end of his cock clogged her throat. Her saliva gushed around the inserted prick, running down her chin in little rivulets.
April kept fucking her plastic cock in and out . of Cathy's burning pussy hole, burying the thing deeper each thrust, or so it felt. Cathy squirmed down to take the stabbing dildo, and she knew for sure now that no matter how much April had turned her on to the joys of two women, two tongues, and twenty fingers, there was just something about a stuffed-full pussy that no substitute could ever hope to match. She was positive she would eat pussy again, but she knew she would never give up fucking.
This was the first time she'd ever been fucked in mouth and cunt simultaneously. She'd been a virgin till she was nineteen, and in the three years since then, she'd only fucked With one man at a time. Another element in her life that was due to change! There was an exciting, totally sexual feel to having April's cock in her pussy at the same time Bob's cock filled her mouth. She pulled her head back, releasing half of Bob's cock, as she slammed her cunt down to suck up April's dildo, and then she reversed the procedure. The rhythm was infectious, and she fell into it with an ease that continued to astonish her.
"Oh!" she gasped around Bob's cock as the dildo suddenly jerked altogether out of her pussy.
April slid away from Cathy, rising to her knees behind the blonde wife. "Look here, bitch," she said, pulling Cathy's hair.
The dildo thrust out from April's crotch. It was covered with the sticky, shiny juices of Cathy's pussy. April's cunt was dripping, the stuff running down the insides of her thighs, her pussy hair matted and glued to her crotch.
Slowly, Cathy released Bob's cock. April leaned in, angling from her hips, and the wet, sticky dildo touched Cathy's cheek.
"Suck mine, too," April commanded.
"Deep-throat my cock! Eat your pussy goo off it!' , "Oh, yes!" Cathy gurgled, opening her mouth for the dildo's thrust:
It tasted of plastic, but overlying that was the abundant slime from her cunt, coating every inch of the stiff dildo. Cathy drank her cunt juices from the plastic cock, licking it, sucking it, kissing its lifeless knobby tip passionately. And then she turned back to Bob, pulling his cock once more into her mouth for another round of feverish sucking.
She was too hungry for his cum. She couldn't bear to deep-throat him now. Instead, she just trapped his prick behind her front teeth and she sucked at it desperately, trying to draw the jism up his long cock shaft. He resisted her, though he was groaning and straining and his eyes were clamped shut. He wanted to squirt his jism into her mouth, but he wanted to make the delicious moment last forever, too.
She left off sucking him and pressed her lips to April's dildo again. This time she tasted nothing. She'd sucked away all the sweet secretions of her own pussy last time. Fuck that, she thought, spitting it out and grabbing Bob's cock once more.
She licked the bulbous head of Bob's prick, sucked it savagely, drew it halfway into her mouth and oozed it back out, keeping his cock wet in the ceaseless flow of her saliva.
"Oh, shit!" she heard him gasp.
But even before the words registered, her mouth was suddenly full of boiling, steaming cock cream. She opened her throat and sucked the stuff down, but he seemed to shoot endlessly. Her cheeks puffed out and she could feel his cum dripping from her sticky lips while his cock stabbed her mouth in short strokes, each thrust squirting another gusher of cum straight onto her tongue.
His stiff cock emerged from her mouth, twitching, dripping the last oozes of his cum load. She took his prick in her fist, squeezing, making damn sure he stayed rock hard.
"I've made both of you come with my mouth, " she husked, her throat clogged with the jism that had squirted down it. "Now who is gonna give me the fucking I need? The fucking I want? The fucking I've gotta have?"
"Me," April whispered. "Oh, Cathy, I'm not gonna fuck you now, gonna fuck your pussy till it bleeds and comes!"
The slim brunette lay down on the mat, stretched out, her plastic cock sticking straight up. "A woman's place is on top," she announced. "Get on board, Cathy, and fuck my big hard cock!"
Cathy straddled April and came down fast.
The dildo's tip brushed her cunt labia, struggled a moment until it had opened them, and then plunged up into Cathy's pussy. The blonde wife sank down onto April, screaming as her cunt filled with the hard dildo. She began to rock from side to side, grabbing at April's tits, feeling April's hot hands on her own tits, and the two women fucked passionately. Underneath Cathy, April was moaning and writhing, obviously superheated by this three-way fuck-session, obviously close to flooding her own pussy with hot girl cum, too.
Cathy bounced up and down on the stiff plastic cock, feeling it fuck all the way up her pussy.
Bob stood beside her, fisting his still-hard prick. He wiped it on her face, and she tasted his cum again, coating his stiff cock flesh. She licked at the cock, sucked it into her mouth, but she'd already done that. She wanted something else.
"My ass," she said. "Fuck me in my ass while April fucks my pussy!"
"Oh, that's so hot!" April gasped, squeezing hard on Cathy's tits. "I can't believe you're gonna do something like this! You look so pure and innocent, but you have such a filthy mind!"
"Your ass-hole?" Bob asked, shivering. "You want me to stuff this big cock up your ass-hole?"
Cathy nodded. She'd been fucked in the ass before, and though she didn't intend to tell him, it had been by her husband's cock-which had a good bit of size on Bob's. But she'd never dreamed of taking one cock in the cunt and one cock in the ass hole at the same time, as she was going to do right now-even if the prick fucking her pussy was made of hard plastic and not hard flesh.
"Fuck her in the ass!" April moaned. "Yes, stick your big cock up her ass! We've gotta make this bitch come before she fucks us both to death! God, she's insatiable! I think I'm in love!"
She pulled Cathy's face down to hers so they could kiss. Cathy's big full tits nestled sweatily against April's, both women's nipples aching hard. Cathy took her tits in hand and made the nipples kiss April's, even as the two women's mouths ground together hotly, tongues slurping back and forth and spit gushing from one mouth to the other. It was a wet, sloppy, totally horny kiss.
Behind her, Bob was kneeling, his stiff cock in his fist. He touched her ass as it bounced up and down on April's dildo. He stroked her wet, raw pussy lips too, slid his finger into Cathy's cunt alongside the hard plastic cock. Cathy screamed at the double pussy penetration.
"My ass-hole!" she cried. "I want you to fuck my goddamn ass-hole!"
"Like this?" Bob asked, fucking his finger into her pink shitter.
Cathy gasped, her head arching upward. He stabbed deeply, turning his finger round and round, opening her tight ass-hole. She didn't ass-fuck much. Each time was like a brand new adventure, and her ass-hole had to be opened up for the experience. But she was more eager for it now than she had ever been, and she could not wait any longer.
"Stick it in," she said. "I want to feel seven inches of your cock fucking me where I shit!"
"Oh, baby, you're gonna get just what you're asking for," Bob said, "even if I have to cut two inches off my prick to please you. " He was exaggerating his size, but he had a long cock and she was almost delirious with the anticipation of feeling it enter her body.
His finger came out of Cathy's ass. It felt like a small turd popping out. An agonizing moment of emptiness occupied her, and then she felt it, the big blunt snout of his cock, nudging her finger-reamed shit hole.
"Yes, yes," she whispered, still riding April's dildo.
She knew that she presented a moving target, one somewhat difficult for him to hit, but that was part of the challenge of fucking well. If he wanted to fuck her ass half as much as she needed him to fuck it, he'd get that big cock in her, come hell or high water!
And she knew he wanted to fuck her there, knew it by the insistence of his cock prodding at her ass-hole. It moved up and down as she did, never budging more than an inch or so from her ass-hole and then, just as she slammed her pussy down once more to bury the full length of April's dildo in her cunt, Bob gave a plunging thrust and his cock head fucked straight into Cathy's tight ass-hole!
"God Almighty!" she wailed, writhing madly atop April.
"God fucking damn!" Bob shouted, pushing with his hips.
It was definitely no finger fucking into Cathy's ass-hole now. This was a prick, and she was double-fucked for sure!
Her mouth was full of April's tongue, her hot lips glued to the other woman's mouth. They rolled and sweated and fucked, April fucking her dildo again and again into Cathy's pussy, but the insertion of Bob's ass-fucking prick had rendered Cathy's cunt almost stationary now. She couldn't bounce, not with her ass full of Bob's boner. All she could do was hover while April fucked the dildo up into her pussy from beneath and Bob began to fuck his prick in and out of her ass from behind.
If she'd ever had any doubt that she would find a really orgasmic release, it vanished at the moment Bob buried his cock in her ass-hole and she felt his balls hanging against the edge of her pussy gash. April was fucking the dildo in and out of Cathy's wet pussy, the two women's tits were pressed together hard, stiff nipples kissing as passionately as did their mouths, and Cathy knew she had only to let go of her emotions and she would be there.
Bob's cock began to fuck in and out of her ass-hole, and there was no way she could hold back now.
"Oh, God! I'm gonna-cummmm!" she screamed.
Her clit was the only thing that throbbed with life; all the rest of Cathy was subordinated to that pulsing, erupting organ. She had no feeling in her twitching pussy, though she was vaguely aware that April was still fucking her with the dildo. Her ass was numb, too. She knew that Bob was ramming her ass harder, harder, but she never even felt the explosion of his cum when his cock reached its boiling point-let alone the sudden convulsions of April's orgasmic body beneath Cathy's.
When the three bodies separated, each collapsing on the white fur mat, Cathy was a trembling, whimpering bundle of wet flesh, sweat beaded all over her body, her own cum oozing from her fucked-out pussy and Bob's jism draining from her shit hole.
"That was so good," sighed April, with her hand on Cathy's tits. "I may have to fuck Bob, myself, one of these days-just to see what all the screaming is about."
"You'll never suck another pussy if you get bitten by this dick," Bob grinned.
April just stuck out her tongue and waggled it lewdly at him.
Sighing heavily, Cathy stumbled to her feet, legs still half numb from the exertion of her hot double-ride fuck. She went across the room, feeling the oozy slimy cum running down the insides of her legs, and she picked up the tele-phone, dialing her own number.
"David?" she said sharply. "No, it doesn't matter where I've been. Listen very carefully, please. I'm coming home, in about a half hour, and I want-no, goddamn it, I demand that you and my mother, and that skinny slut from next door all be there waiting when I arrive. We have some things to get straight, Mr. Andrews. Do you read me loud and clear?"
She slammed down the telephone. "Everyone's gonna play by the rules now," she told her friends. "But I've gotta get cleaned up before I go home to chew ass. Okay if I use your shower?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Cathy had left her Volvo at the Oasis Lounge.
She'd been too tanked to drive, and the girls had taken April's car to the apartment. Now it was Bob's turn to chauffeur Cathy back to her house. She was trembling with excitement all the way, rehearsing everything she would do, say. They might have thought they'd all put one over on dumb, innocent Cathy, but she had a surprise or two left in her panties, by God!
They were all waiting in the living room when she arrived, just as she'd demanded. Cathy was wearing a borrowed coat that belonged to April, and she had it sashed tightly around her body. The sash was almost as tight as the look on her face. Bob stood behind Cathy. She was glad of the moral support he provided.
Cathy looked at her betrayers-at her sheepish husband, her red-faced mother, that smirking bitch from next door-and she relived for a moment the scene she had walked in on. Mom, riding Dave's tongue while he fucked his prick up into Lisa's humping cunt. The memory was strong, vivid. She felt a sudden quiver in her cunt as she pictured the three of them, rolling naked. And God, what other nasty things had they done that she'd not even seen? She tried to imagine her husband's cock crammed into her mother's pussy, and she had to shiver.
"I suppose you all thought it was a big hoot, the three of you fucking around while I was away. Dumb old Cathy! She'll never know what we've been up to! Sneaking around behind my back, my own mother getting into my husband's jeans. Yeah, Mom! You! Well, I just want you to know that you're not the only ones who have secrets. Bob, darling, would you come here a minute?"
And as April's tall, handsome roommate stepped toward her, Cathy tiptoed up, put her hands on his shoulders, and kissed him. She could hear both Dave and her mother gasp as she rubbed her body up and down Bob's lanky frame, grinding her belly and crotch insistently, irresistibly, against his.
She reached down and took a fistful of his crotch, smoothing the tight jeans over the bulging shape of his cock, making sure all of them could see that she was feeling him up.
"Mmmmm," she purred into his mouth. "I think you have a snake in your pants, Bob! Is it a milk snake? Or is it a sidewinder? I think I'll just have to take a look for myself."
She eased to her knees, unzipping his jeans and reaching inside. As she did, she looked at the three of them, seated in the living room and watching her in shock. Well, Mom and Dave looked stunned. Lisa had her hands behind her head and was smirking like a cat. The slut! Your turn is coming, Cathy thought.
She pulled out Bob's cock. It was only about half-hard, but his prick was impressive even semi-soft. She stroked his prick, pulled it, toyed with it.
"Cathy, what are you doing?" she heard Dave ask in amazement.
"Making up for what you all did to me," she said firmly, and then she began to lick up and down the shaft of Bob's prick.
"Cathy!" her mother gasped. "This isn't like you at all!"
"And is fucking my husband at all like you, Mom?" Cathy snapped. "I never fucked any of your husbands, but you had to go after mine!"
She was too angry to say more, and besides, Bob's cock was stiffening rapidly under the hungry laps of her tongue. She felt her mouth filling with saliva, and she decided it was time to show them all that she meant business. She angled the cock straight into her wet mouth, and she began to suck on it.
"I think: you've proved your point," Dave said. "This has gone far enough, Cathy. We're all sorry."
"I'm not," Lisa smirked. "I had a great time.
And if you really feel like playing, Cathy, why don't you come over and play with me?"
She pulled up her T'-shirt and bared her braless tits, their nipples sticking out stiffly. Cathy, her mouth full of cock, almost choked at the sight of Lisa's nipples. She'd forgotten how big and full and dark they were.
Lisa-cupped her small tits, offering them saucily. Until her interlude with April, Cathy would have been blind to it. But she understood now that Lisa was essentially a lesbian, even if she had fucked Dave's big hard cock. Okay, Cathy thought, I can deal with you too, my skinny-cute-cunt neighbor!
Cathy drew her head back. Bob's cock was totally hard now, magnificent in its wet splendor, and he was breathing very hard, towering above her. Lisa was making no bones about her availability. She had on a miniskirt, and it rode high enough up her slim thighs to reveal that she wore no panties. There was a strip of white flesh, and a thin wedge of black cunt hair, and amid the hairs Cathy could see the pink flesh of Lisa's pussy. Lisa winked and leaned back a little more, her fingers resting lightly on her inner thigh. Her hard-nipples tits stuck out pertly, and she looked very smug.
Bob helped Cathy to her feet. She untied the sash of her borrowed coat and flung it off her body in one fluid motion. Underneath, she had on April's leather half-cup bra, a couple of sizes too small and consequently really tight on her lush full tits, thrusting them up and out. She wore a matching leather G-string, as black as the bra, plus garter belt, stockings, and a pair of spikes that April had lent her. April's feet were smaller than Cathy's, like her tits, and the shoes pinched, but they made Cathy feel ten feet tall and totally in control.
"Jesus!" Dave said.
Mom just gasped at the sight of her daughter done up in leather and almost nude.
"Do you know April Willis, by any chance?" Lisa asked.
"All of you-shut the fuck up!" Cathy shouted. "I told you, I'm in control here! Come on, Bob. Let's teach these people what it costs to cheat on me!"
She strode to Lisa first. The black-haired lesbian looked very amused. Cathy touched her tits, the nipples that stuck out over the top of her cut-away bra.
"Suck these," she told Lisa. "Gladly," Lisa replied, standing up.
She seized Cathy's face in her hands and kissed it wetly, hotly, her tongue battering at Cathy's lips until they parted and she gained entry. She fucked her tongue in and out of Cathy's mouth then, bumping her body against the blonde woman's, letting her small, hard-nippled tits rub provocatively against the big full tits that thrust out of Cathy's altogether in adequate bra top.
"Been wanting to do that ever since I moved in," Lisa whispered, licking Cathy's spit off her lips. "Did you say something about sucking those sweet big tits? Mmmmmm, lemme at 'em!"
Rachel was, if anything, even more shocked at Cathy's display with Lisa than she had been when Cathy began to suck on that stranger's cock. She stared at her daughter's face, saw the astonishment and delight that blossomed in Cathy's eyes as Lisa began to nurse hungrily on her exposed tits.
"I don't know whose I like better, Rachel," Lisa said, letting up for a second. "Your tits or Cathy's."
"You did this with my-my mom?" Cathy gasped, staring at Rachel. Her mother's blush and downcast eyes were answer enough. "God!" Cathy giggled. "What-what else did you do?"
"Ate her pussy," Lisa purred, "and taught her to eat mine, too! Mmmmmm, these are tasty titties! Bet your pussy is just like sugar candy. Mind if I snatch a feel, or whatever?" And she put her hand between Cathy's legs, long nimble finger pushing aside the G-string, making hot, sudden contact with Cathy's twitching cuntal mound. "Nice and wet. C'mon, guys! I think she's tired of playing Joan Collins. Let's gang-bang this bitch!"
Cathy was still staring at her mother, trying to imagine Rachel with her legs up and open, Lisa's face wedged between them, licking the hot juices as they oozed from her mom's pussy gash. She could not at all imagine her mother doing that to Lisa, but she knew it was true.
Lisa's finger slipped into Cathy's pussy. The blonde wife lifted up an extra three or four inches, and she came down hard, fucking the finger totally up her cunt. She was wet as a fresh pie inside, and Lisa's finger puddled in the wetness, stirred it to a simmering bubbliness.
Dave looked like a man in shock. He had his hand on his crotch, but it was as if he didn't know what he was doing. His fingers toyed with the now-bulging outline of his prick, but his eyes were on Cathy as she fed her tits to Lisa and fucked up and down on the inserted finger.
"I guess the Marquesa de Sade business is off, huh, Cathy?" Bob said, a little sadly.
"I guess so," Cathy conceded. "Oh, you bitch! Work that finger harder! My cunt is get-ting dry!"
Rachel stood up. She fidgeted with the but-tons of her jeans, and then she said: "Oh, fuck it!" and popped them all at once.
She yanked the pants down her legs and flopped back onto her chair, kicking the jeans off her feet. She pulled up on her shirt and removed it too, and sat for a moment in her lacy bra and white panties, looking first at Dave, then at Bob.
Bob strolled to Rachel as she unhooked the snap of her bra. As it fell away and her tits bounced into sight, he fell to his knees before her.
Rachel squealed and leaned back as Bob filled his hands with her big jiggling tits and buried his face between them. He sucked at her tit flesh, eating his way onto her pink nipples trap-ping each of them in turn between his lips for some fast and furious sucking that had Rachel's nips standing up in salute. He squeezed her big tits together and just licked back and forth from one hard nipple to the other, until Cathy's mother couldn't hold back the urge to come. She worked her hand back and forth across the crotch of her panties until her eyes closed and she began to moan softly.
"What are you people doing?" Dave asked, standing up. "Have you all gone crazy or something?' , Cathy looked at him, intensity blazing in her blue-gray eyes. "Take out your cock," she said. "It's hard, isn't it?"
He blushed and reached for his fly. "That's better," Cathy said as he pulled his prick out.
Bob was still eating Rachel's tits while she whimpered through the passionate release of her self-induced orgasm. "This is some body," the man whispered. "I fucking can't believe you're Cathy's mom! Are you sure you're not her older sister?"
Cathy giggled. "You don't have to butter my mom up, Bob! I'm sure she's gonna let you fuck her, anyway!"
Dave came toward Cathy, his prick sticking out of his pants. She reached down and fisted his cock.
"Mmmmmm, you're hard," she said. "What's the matter, didn't these women fuck you dry to-day, darling? How many times did you fuck my mother, anyway?"
"A couple," Dave confessed. "It just happened. We didn't plan any of it."
Cathy looked past him. Bob was standing up now, his hard cock sticking out of his jeans, too. Rachel had both hands on his prick and she was lapping at it, just the way Cathy had done in front of the others.
like mother, like daughter, Cathy thought.
We both go crazy for those big stiff cocks. I guess it runs in the family!
Even as Cathy watched, Bob thrust his cock into Rachel's mouth and she gulped his prick almost to the balls, gagging sounds oozing out of her cock-stuffed mouth as she sucked.
"Oh, shit!" Bob gasped. "Suck it, baby!" Rachel couldn't believe what was happening.
She hadn't intended for any of it to take place, but it had just snowballed from that crazy moment she had walked in on Dave with his cock in hand. And now here she was sucking a stranger's prick while her daughter,-so sexy in black leather bikini, writhed in the arms of hot wild Lisa.
Lisa kissed her way back up from Cathy's tits, to her mouth. Cathy felt the tongue plunge into her mouth as she stroked her husband's cock. And then Lisa stepped back, peeling off her T-shirt, dropping her miniskirt to the floor. She stood stark naked, except for her shoes, and Cathy's mouth watered at the sight of her forth-rightly sexual presence.
"My turn," Cathy said, stooping slightly and applying her tongue to the tips of Lisa's hard, fat nipples.
She caressed the small titties while she tongued the nips, and she rolled her tongue around and around the swollen brown tabs, hardly able to believe nipples could be as thick and long as these were.
"Did you really eat my mom's pussy?" she asked, looking up.
Lisa grinned like a Cheshire Cat. Cathy giggled, filling her mouth with Lisa's warm, pulsating tits. She sucked madly, relishing the taste of the tit flesh that stuffed her mouth, and her drool flowed across Lisa's skin.
Dave was behind Cathy, the tip of his prick tap-tapping on the cheeks of her ass, left bare by the G-string. He took his cock in hand and slid it up and down her ass crack, pushing the string out of the way. She was hot and dripping for him, but she wasn't ready to forgive him. Not just yet.
"Stop it, she told Dave, as he tried to stick his finger up her wet pussy. She had to cease sucking Lisa's tits in order to talk, and she sounded snappy as hell. "I'm forgiving you people one at a time," she told her husband, "and your turn hasn't come up yet.
He stepped back as Cathy went onto her knees in front of Lisa. She started at the tall dark dyke's knees and kissed her way up her thighs, avoiding the thin wedge of black cunt hair with studied precision. Her lips and tongue flicked at the flesh alongside Lisa's neatly trimmed cunt bush, moved up onto the lower belly, as high as the navel. Then she beelined straight downward, her mouth open, and she sucked up a mouthful of Lisa's wet cunt.
She bit down onto the puffy cuntal mound, causing Lisa to jump and jerk and shriek, but it was a delighted shriek, and the pussy slam-med down to meet Cathy's mouth, the cunt lips apart, gooey cum dripping from their hinges. Cathy ground her face against the cunt, soaking up its juices. Then she stuck out her tongue and she went to work.
She split Lisa's pussy with brutal directness, sensing that this bitch wasn't afraid of some hot horny loving. Her fingers peeled the pussy labia widely, and she wriggled .her face into the gash, her tongue extended, making straight for Lisa's aroused, swollen clit. It was scorching hot when Cathy's tongue touched it. She thought she could hear a steamy sizzle. She lapped the clit, and then she started to suck it, throwing in a few hot nasty nibbles and bites in the process.
"Oh, you whore!" Lisa gasped. "I think you've done this before! I knew I should have nailed your hot little ass when the urge hit me, but I thought you were too sweet and innocent!' , "You were wrong about that, bitch!" Cathy smirked, pushing hard on the cunt folds, making the clit pop up even bigger.
Abandoning Lisa's fully aroused clit, she licked down, into the red sucking hole of Lisa's pussy. She thrust into the muscular opening, felt the cunt walls snap back at her. Her tongue shot into the cunt again and again, and she tasted the minty flavors of Lisa's fuck-hole. The slut had douched herself for the occasion! Had she guessed that she would wind up with a hot tongue jammed up her pussy?
Cathy gave up the pussy, reluctantly, and lapped at the insides of Lisa's legs. She worked her head around and around, stimulating all of Lisa's sensitive flesh, and then she moved onto the cunt again.
"I've gotta sit down," Lisa said. "You're sucking the bones out of my legs!"
She flopped heavily onto the chair, and Cathy moved with her, mouth still glued to the gash of Lisa's pussy.
"Fuck me with your tits," Lisa invited, clutching her own little tits. "Stick those big hooters up my pussy, baby!"
"Ooooh!" Cathy gasped. "What an idea!"
And she lifted upward, cupping one tit and working it into the opening of Lisa's cunt.
Lisa's pussy mouth began to suck hungrily on her stiffened pink nipple. She fucked her tit tip into the hole, unable to get more than the tip of her tit into Lisa. But it was plenty! It made her feel so hot and crazy!
Lisa leaned forward and kissed Cathy hotly while the blonde wife continued to jam her big tits into Lisa's spread-out pussy hole. "Rather come on your tongue than your tit," Lisa whispered. "Why don't you eat me again, baby? And this time don't hold anything back."
Cathy fucked all four fingers into Lisa's twitching cunt and sucked the brunette dyke's hard clit into her mouth. She let the edges of her teeth ride along the stubby tip of Lisa's clit, gnawing like a rat with cheese, and the sudden gush of pussy juices almost washed Cathy's fingers out of the cunt hole. She fucked back in, stabbing deeply, as if she meant to shove her entire fist up Lisa, and the clit seemed to explode against her teeth. She jerked her fingers out, slapped her mouth across Lisa's cuntal opening, and slurped up the girl cum as it washed from Lisa's pussy. Pussy juices left a slick ring around her mouth when she raised her face. She licked them away with her pink tongue.
"Oh, Christ!" Lisa purred. "That was so hot I didn't have time to scream. C'mere and let me kiss you."
Cathy smirked. She pointed across her shoulder at Dave, who stood behind his wife, still playing with his hard cock.
"Kiss that instead," she said. "It was good enough for you today, wasn't it?"
She grabbed Dave's cock, yanked it. Her husband came staggering forward. Cathy guided his cock to Lisa's face. She rubbed the swollen hard cock tip against Lisa's mouth.
"I said kiss his cock," Cathy repeated. "Do it!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Oh, what the hell?"
Lisa shrugged, pressing her lips to Dave's prick. She kissed it for a long moment, and then her tongue came out and she started to lick.
"Normally I don't do this," she explained, "but since we're all friends..."
Cathy nodded. Lisa shrugged again, and the end of Dave's cock slid into her mouth. He braced his hands on the top of the chair and started to fuck his prick in and out of Lisa's mouth. She made hot slurping noises as she swallowed his cock. Not bad, Cathy thought. She stood up.
She'd lost track of Mom and Bob, and she was sorry she had. Mom's mouth was dripping jism. God, Bob must have blown his cum load right in her mouth! Cathy shivered. She wished she'd seen that. Both of them were naked, and now Bob was sitting in the chair, holding his still-hard prick upright while Mom backed onto his lap and brought her pussy down to fucking distance. She held her cunt lips open with one hand, grabbed at the tip of his cock with the other, ready to insert his fucker inside herself.
"No fucking way!" Cathy said, grabbing her mom's tits and yanking hard.
Rachel came stumbling forward, colliding with her daughter. Their tits bounced together, Rachel's bare and sweaty, capped. in big hard pink nipples, Cathy's thrusting tightly over the tip of her leather half-bra.
"We have a score to settle first, Mom," Cathy said, seizing her mother's wrists and pinning Rachel firmly.
"What about me?" Bob asked. "I was just getting ready to fuck your mom, Cathy. I had another load simmering to shoot up her pussy."
"Nobody's using Lisa's cunt right now,"
Cathy said. "My husband is fucking her mouth, but that leaves a wet juicy pussy free for anyone who wants it. Go ahead and fuck her, Bob. I'd like to see you guys double-cock the slut, anyway."
As Bob started past, she leaned her face toward his. Their mouths met. Spit frothed on their lips. Rachel sighed, watching her daughter's total slut-out behavior.
"Remember how hot it was when you and April double-fucked me?" Cathy said, licking at Bob's lips.
Bob could only nod and grin. He went straight to where Lisa crouched in the chair, her mouth filled with Dave's cock.
"Let me have some of that," he told Cathy's husband, pointing his cock at Lisa's face.
Dave drew back and Bob fucked into Lisa's still-open mouth. She was full of his prick before she had time to protest. But from the glittering of her eyes, it seemed doubtful she would have complained anyway. Bob's prick, skinnier than Dave's but just as long, plunged into Lisa and she opened her throat for him, sucking his cock to the balls.
"I knew I was missing a party!" came a voice from the living room door. It was April. "The door wasn't locked, so I just let myself in."
She took off her coat. Under it, she wore only her panties. And as she glanced around at the five naked people already in the room, she began to slide the panties down her long thighs, baring her brown pussy bush.
"Is that you, Lisa?" she asked in amazement, recognizing the black-haired woman who was being mouth-fucked by Dave and Bob.
Lisa had time to wave, but only to wave. As fast as one cock pulled out of her mouth, the other was fucking in, each man taking his tum to give her four or five deep penetrating stabs of prick meat.
"And this must be your mom," April said, joining Cathy and Rachel where they stood. She put her arms around both of them, took a welcoming kiss from Cathy, then turned to Rachel. "Mmmmmm, I see why Cathy's so pretty."
Cathy's eyes lit up when she saw how much her mother seemed to enjoy being kissed by April. But she had plans, and she had to carry them through. She put her mother into April's eager arms and, as the two women eased together into an embrace, Cathy ran to where she had left her borrowed coat. She reached into the pocket and her hand emerged with a big dildo. Fitting the strap around her waist, she popped the dildo into place-the same strap-on dildo with which April had fucked her an hour and a half ago-and she strutted back to where her mother and girlfriend were embracing.
"My God!" Rachel gasped, seeing what Cathy had donned. She could not believe the sight of her leather-clad daughter, wobbly on her high spike heels and sporting a plastic prick strapped to her body. "Are you my sweet innocent little Cathy?"
"I'm still sweet, but I'm nobody's innocent anything now," Cathy replied. "Aren't I sweet, April baby? Don't I have the yummiest, most sugary pussy you ever licked?"
April nodded, beaming. Her hands were all over Rachel's big tits, sliding loosely on the sweat-dripping tit mounds, her fingers pulling so hard on the nipples they should have squeaked. Rachel's hands were on April's waist and she was rubbing her crotch up and down anxiously against the side of April's thigh.
Cathy stroked her dildo. "I even have a big hard cock," she said. "And I think you should lick it for me, Mom. I mean, you've licked everybody else, haven't you? Why not lick me, too? Come here, Mother..."
April released Rachel, sighing as the older woman took a tentative step toward her daughter. Rachel's eyes were moist with lust as she took hold of her daughter's almost totally bare tits. She let her face rub across the stiffness of Cathy's nipples. She nuzzled them, and then she extended her tongue, touching each pink pinnacle in turn with loving attention. Cathy moaned gutturally at the caress of her mom's tongue.
"Oh, God," she whispered, "I don't think I can go through with this!"
But her mother was already sliding down-ward, licking her way down Cathy's belly, across the strap of the garter belt, down to the strap that supported the dildo. She took the plastic prick in both hands as she knelt, and she looked at it almost reverently. Her lips brushed it, and then her tongue. Cathy gasped. Rachel angled the thing downward and took it into her mouth.
Rachel took hold of Cathy's G-string and pulled it down, baring her daughter's golden patch of pussy fur. She slid the dildo to the side and leaned in, her lips brushing lightly through the puff of golden cunt hair. The hair was mat-ted wet now, soaked by the hot juices that had already oozed from Cathy's cunt. Rachel kissed her daughter's cunt, mouth opening as she did, and her hot breath poured onto Cathy's pussy mound.
Teetering in her too-small, too-high shoes, Cathy had to grab her mom's head for support. Rachel's face tilted back, and now her open mouth was directly on Cathy's pussy. Her tongue roved through the golden curls of hair , making them wetter, even, than they had been before. She traced the outline of Cathy's tight pink pussy gash, opened it with her tongue, licked into her daughter's sticky fuck-hole.
"Oh, Jesus!" Cathy cried.
Mom's tongue was on her clit now, flogging the tender tingly button mercilessly, and a river of cum was seeping from Cathy's cunt hole. Mom's hand pressed against the pussy mouth, her fingers soaking in the steamy liquid that leaked from Cathy's cunt. Cathy fucked her pussy against her mother's face, smearing even more of the wetness onto Rachel's lips and chin.
"God, Mom, you're making me come!" Cathy gasped suddenly.
April squealed and caught Cathy just before she fell on her ass. She held the blonde wife upright while Rachel's tongue lashed at her daughter's orgasmic pussy. Cathy moaned and writhed, straining against April's body, supporting hers from the rear, and she ran her fingers again and again through her mother's short blonde hair while the pussy juices drenched Rachel's face.
"Holy shit, it feels '. fantastic," Cathy whispered to April, whose hands stroked her trembling tits, soothing the aroused and agitated nipples with velvety caresses. "I can't believe I just came in my own mother's mouth."
Rachel stood up, her face dripping with cunt cream. She cupped Cathy's chin, tilting her face to the side, and then she pressed her mouth onto Cathy's for a hot kiss that was like none they had ever shared before. Their full tits and hot bodies ground together passionately. Rachel's fist wrapped around Cathy's dildo. "I think you said you were gonna fuck me, " Rachel whispered.
She lay down on the floor, leaning up on one elbow. Her knees were up, widely separated; she was totally open, totally ready. Cathy had been dildoed, but she had never used one of the things on anybody else. She hoped she could do it justice. Before she mounted her mother, she turned to April, got a kiss of encouragement.
"Look at that," April said, pointing to the sofa.
Lisa was squatting astride Bob's prone body, faced away from him. She let out a sudden howl as his cock went fucking up her ass-hole.
"Oh, Christ!" she gasped. "I'm a dyke-I'm not supposed to be getting fucked in the ass!"
But she took his prick, sliding her ass down to bury the full length of his cock inside her. Cathy had been ass-fucked by that same cock; she knew exactly what Lisa was experiencing right now. Lisa shivered as she lay flat out atop Bob, and then Dave slid atop her, his prick hard and ready for the penetration of her pussy.
"In for a penny, in for a pound, I guess," Lisa giggled, lifting her knees as Dave's big cock fucked in.
"When you talked about the slutty bitch next door," April confided, I didn't know you meant Lisa. And I didn't think she ever fucked guys. You and your family must be a real turn-on for her. I've eaten her a few times. She is sooo wild! Me, I like 'em sweet, mmmm, just like you! Now get on your mom and fuck her blind, Cathy! I'm gonna cream myself while I watch!"
"Come on, Cathy," Rachel invited, rubbing her bare pussy, spreading the soft, rubbery cunt lips. "Put it right here, baby. I'm so sorry I hurt you, and I want to make it up the nicest way I know how."
Cathy moved into the spread vee of her mother's thighs. She was on her knees, stroking the plastic dildo strapped to her lower belly.
She was starting to have second thoughts. How would she ever fuck her own mother?
Rachel caught the dildo between her fingers, and she tugged at it. "Come to Mama, Cathy. Let's be friends again."
"Oh, Mom!"
Cathy sobbed, falling forward onto her mother's prone body.
She lifted her belly and Rachel guided the dildo's point to her accommodating pussy hole. Cathy felt her mother heave beneath her as the dildo tip slipped into the woman's pussy. And then Cathy gave her hips a twist and she could feel the plastic prick sliding home, fucking into her mother's cunt.
"Fuck me, Cathy!" her mom gasped. "Oh, fuck me hard!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Cathy moaned, her body rising and falling as she started to use her strap-on cock.
It fucked deeply into Rachel, and Rachel thrust her cunt up eagerly to receive it. Her legs wrapped around Cathy, and so did her arms. They moved to a timeless rhythm of lust, the daughter dildo-fucking the mother's burning pussy. Rachel gasped repeatedly. There was a wild, crazy completeness to this act, a rounding-off of the incredible things that had happened to her today.
"Cathy," she whispered, "I know-I always knew, I think-that what happened with Jake years ago wasn't your fault, but I treated you very badly, and I'm sorry. I treated you badly today, when I seduced Dave, too. All of this was my fault."
"Oh, fuck the past!" Cathy giggled. "None of it matters a rat's ass now. Do you think I'm treating you badly, Mom? Am I fucking you okay? Oh, it really feels okay to me! God, I love this! And I love you!"
"This is so touching," April sighed, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. She'd been sitting on the floor beside them, fingering her pussy excitedly as she watched Cathy fuck Rachel, but now she stood up. "I've gotta have some of this, too."
And she squatted over Rachel's face, easing her pussy down so that Cathy's mother could reach it with her tongue.
Cathy was annoyed for a moment when April's ass intruded on the soulful conversation she and her mom were having, but she watched as April's pussy settled down atop Rachel's face, and her mom began to lick hungrily up into April's salmon-pink pussy gash. She'd already felt that maternal tongue in her own pussy, and she knew how frisky, how deliciously good, it was.
"Get her, Mom!" she cheered. "Eat her hot little clit off!"
April's ass cheeks were spread wide, her pink puckered ass-hole showing. Cathy had only to lift her head a trifle to bring herself within tongue's lap of the crack of April's ass, and she announced that fact by giving April a hot wet tongue swipe, straight into the shitter. She'd already had her tongue, her fingers, up that ass-hole, and it still tasted just as good.
Without missing a stroke of the fake prick in and out of her mom's cunt, Cathy lifted her hand and let her fingertips play across April's exposed, taut ass-hole. She felt the muscles twitch, but she was in no mood to play around. She just rammed her middle finger into the opening and started to fuck it in and out, as hotly as she fucked the dildo in and out of Rachel's churning pussy.
"That's it!" April gasped.
From the sofa, Cathy heard Lisa's moans and cries, rising to a feverish peale. She didn't have time to steal even a glance at what was happening over there. She had a pussy to fuck and an ass-hole to diddle right here.
So Mom finally knew that Cathy had been innocent, all those years ago. Well, delightfully enough, Cathy was no longer innocent at all, and that was the very best part of it. She'd never felt so close to her mom in her entire life as right now, with her strapped-on dildo stabbing hotly, relentlessly, hitting the bottom of Mom's quivering cunt again and again.
The hammering of the dildo's base against Cathy's pussy as she fucked was having its predictable effect on her, too. She was so hot she thought she might spontaneously combust, with the slightest provocation. Each time she fucked down, the flat bottom of the dildo ground against her cuntal mound, and the pressure was both heaven and hell on Cathy's hot clit. She'd gushed a river of pussy cream into Mom's mouth, but another was building inside her pussy.
"Holy Jesus!"
Lisa Was moaning from the sofa. "I can't fucking believe I came with two guys fucking me ... and your cocks are still mother-fucking hard..."
Cathy's cock was certainly hard; it would always be hard. She could fuck her mother from now till doomsday, unless they both exploded first, and something told Cathy that she was on the verge of exploding. She fucked her finger into April's ass-hole, but the action was only half-hearted. April didn't seem to mind the lack of commitment. She was squishing her wet cunt into Rachel's face. Cathy could see her mom's eager tongue fucking into April's open cunt, diving as far as it could go, and she could hear April's husky, full-throated moans and whimpers of delight. She'd never pegged her mother for a pussy-eater, but then again, she'd never dreamed she was one, either-not until she got her nose buried in a cunt and found out how good it was to eat pussy.
"Take it, you hot horny bitches," Cathy giggled, working dildo and finger in tandem. But she was growing weaker now, falling prey to the heated cum-fever that was starting to blossom inside her body. Her own pleasure mattered a great deal, of course, but she wanted to make sure Rachel got the most out of this wild new experience, too. Cathy's ass jerked as she fucked the plastic cock into her mother, again and again, but the excitement inside her own body was becoming almost too much to bear.
"Room for two more players over here?" someone asked.
She looked up. It was Dave'! She'd been a little mean to him. She didn't feel mean or bitchy or jealous or angry any longer. They could all have fun. Just no more sneaking around.
His cock was still stiff-she'd heard Lisa mention that-and it glistened with the cunt juices it had picked up while he was fucking Lisa. She could smell that slinky slut's pussy all over her husband's cock. She looked at his glossy fucker and licked her lips.
"Bring that thing over here where I can suck it, you horny bastard!"
"I'm horny?" Dave grinned, leaning in toward Cathy.
She stretched a little and her mouth was suddenly filled with her husband's fat hard prick. She could taste Lisa's cunt cream all over his cock, and the taste was something incredible. Without missing a stroke of the dildo in her mother's pussy, she began to swallow her husband's prick, taking him into her throat, her lips kissing his hairy balls.
He hadn't come inside Lisa. His cum load was still in those heavy balls! She'd get his jizz if she sucked just right, and she knew all the ways to suck this man. Her mouth would fill with the squirting shots of his jism, and she would drink every fucking drop!
She suddenly gasped around the cock that filled her mouth. A prick was nudging into the crack of her ass! It had to be Bob. He had the only other prick in the room, and it was hard as a poker, touching her heated skin. They were ganging up on her!
"Maybe I'll stick this in here," Bob was saying, teasing his prick head against the slice of Cathy's cunt. There was nothing to bar his way, and his cock knob entered her pussy. The thrill of adultery sparked in her as Bob's prick fucked deeper, and it was a double treat to be doing it while her husband's cock fucked her mouth, while she in turn dildo-fucked her mother's raw, wet pussy hole.
"Yes," she murmured around the cock in her mouth as Bob's fucker eased deeper into her pussy.
She missed a fuck-stroke or two in Mom, but it didn't seem 'to matter. Even as she hung motionless, her mother's body bucked beneath Cathy's, and Rachel's pussy fucked up and down the dildo's hard shaft.
"Just getting my dipstick wet," Bob said, slapping Cathy playfully on the ass. "I'm gonna put this cock somewhere else, Cathy. Wanna guess where I plan to fuck you?"
"In my ass!" she gurgled gleefully, wiggling hotly under him.
"Right on, baby," he grinned, sliding his prick out of her cunt.
She could feel his cunt-soaked cock lying on her ass. The juices coating his cock warmed her skin. Bob squeezed her ass cheeks fondly, then opened them with one hand, using the other to guide his cock to her anal opening.
She was dry, but he stuck a finger in her pussy and scooped more juice, which he smeared onto her ass-hole. His cock touched her again, and this time when he pushed, he fucked straight in. Cathy screamed at the thrust of his entry, and Dave's cock jumped out of her mouth.
"Lose something?" Dave asked, stuffing his prick inside her ovaled, begging lips, and she began to suck him just as eagerly as before. But now she was full of cock in her shit hole, and Bob's horny fucking propelled the action of her dildo, reaming Mom's hot cunt. She could feel the renewed response of her mother's body as the fuck-strokes got harder and faster, and she could smell orgasm hovering in the air.
April came first. She was superbly aroused by all the fucking she had witnessed, and Rachel's tongue in her cunt was an irresistible challenge. She fucked her pussy down on Rachel's face, and her cunt squished its juices into Rachel's lapping mouth.
Cathy smelled the release of April's pussy.
She fucked her finger as far up her friend's ass as it could go at the climactic moment, and April squealed.
Both Dave and Bob had given Lisa a fucking and then some. Their cocks were fully aroused when they came to Cathy and it was unrealistic to expect them to hold out very long. Her hot body ate their prick, one at each end, and she tempted them with all her talents to blow their hot cum loads, to fill her with their squirting cum.
Dave's cock exploded in Cathy's mouth. He moaned, jacking his long cock while the head of it, trapped behind Cathy's lips, squirted gush after gush of sticky white jizz across Cathy's lap-ping tongue and down her gulping throat. She'd never known him to squirt as much cum as this in a suck-off, and she knew that the day's wild activities had supercharged his balls. He couldn't seem to stop coming. His fist yanked on his prick, and each jerk gave Cathy yet another gulping swallow of her husband's jism. She drank cum like a pig, until his cock went dry. But it refused to soften, and she sucked, moaning and growling low in her throat, at the still-rigid prick.
When Bob's cock shot off in Cathy's tight, gripping ass, it was the last straw. He fucked hard and fast, emptying his balls into Cathy's ass guts, and she screamed madly at each thrust. As he fucked, he hammered Cathy against her mother's body, forcing the dildo to fuck savagely into Rachel's pussy. Cathy felt her mom explode ecstatically beneath her.
"Now!"
Rachel shrieked. "Cummiinnnggg!" She bucked so hard she almost lost the dildo out of her cunt, but Cathy was pressed down by the thrusts of Bob's cock up her ass, and she kept the sex toy in place, banging it against the tip of her mother's uterus each time Bob fucked up her ass.
The pressure of the dildo's base against Cathy's cunt did its job, too, grinding so hard, so insistently, on her clit. Her clit seemed to burst and Cathy saw stars.
"Oh, Jesus!" she gasped.
She jerked the dildo out of her mom's cunt then, and pressed her own bare, wet, hot, orgasmic pussy against Rachel's cunt. She rub-bed daughter pussy onto mother pussy, their cunt hairs twining, their wet sticky cunt lips kissing, their clits trembling together in mutual shared delight. Juices oozed from one pussy to the other, sloshing wetly as the two pussies ground together.
April slid off Rachel's face, and Cathy fell forward onto her mother's body, eager to share her mouth with Rachel as she shared her pussy. Her lips and tongue were thick with Dave's jism, and she let her mom drink the sweet cock cream from her skin.
They'd been so ill at ease with one another for so long-but that was all over now. What better way to become friends with your mom, Cathy wondered, than by lending her your husband and fucking her with your dildo? She slipped her tongue into her mother's mouth and showed Rachel that she bore no remaining grudges at all.
"Love you, Mom," Cathy purred softly. Everyone seemed to pile upon them, then.
Dave moved his face into the women's kiss and they both turned their attention his way. Bob and April were both meshed into the flesh heap somewhere. A tongue brushed lightly, provocatively, at the flanges of Cathy's cum-wet pussy, and she knew without looking that it was Lisa.
It was, Cathy thought, the perfect ending to what had, after all, been a rather perfect day. Or did it have to be the end? Could they maybe manage one more fuck before calling it a night? Something told her they just might.
